After Su Mo and Wu Sheng left the Assessment Hall, they went their separate ways, each heading for the mountain peak they had chosen.
Glancing at the towering Tong Tian Peak in the far north, Su Mo took a deep breath and strode toward it.
They were all monstrous freaks?
That sounded rather interesting!
Su Mo's interest was piqued. Others always called him a monster, so he truly wanted to see what kind of dragon's pool and tiger's den Qingtian Peak was, and what sort of monsters it held.
Though Su Mo was not flying, he was still extremely fast. A quarter of an hour later, he arrived at the foot of Qingtian Peak.
Looking up, he saw that Qingtian Peak was deathly quiet, nowhere near as lively or bustling as the other peaks.
Moreover, there were pitifully few buildings on Qingtian Peak. The other peaks had palace halls stretching one after another, rising and falling in succession, while Qingtian Peak had only a single palace hall and a scant few pavilions.
"What a strange place!"
Su Mo smiled faintly, then strode up the mountain.
There was not the slightest fear in his heart. Since Qingtian Peak was one of the nine peaks of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, it surely had to accept disciples. It was impossible that no one could enter Qingtian Peak.
Those who had supposedly been driven back or seriously injured perhaps simply had not earned Qingtian Peak's recognition.
Su Mo strode upward. Before long, he reached an area near the summit of Qingtian Peak.
This was a plaza spanning a thousand zhang in every direction. The lone palace hall stood across from the plaza, while ten pavilions stood on either side of it, all built surrounding the plaza.
At this moment, the doors of both the