Countless disciples surrounded Su Mo's pavilion, and countless furious shouts rang through heaven and earth.
The current scene looked as though countless disciples were about to besiege and kill Su Mo.
If Emperor Xuan Palace's higher-ups had not been alerted by such a situation, that would have been truly strange!
In the distance, atop a mountain peak, two powerful figures stood.
Their figures were somewhat illusory, making their faces impossible to discern clearly.
"What is going on? What are these disciples trying to do?" one of them asked doubtfully as he looked at the hundreds of thousands of disciples gathered below.
"Someone probably incurred public wrath!" The other shook his head slightly, not paying it much mind.
Emperor Xuan Palace was enormous and had far too many disciples. Conflicts were perfectly normal, so long as they did not cause large-scale unrest!
Several powerful figures also appeared sporadically on other mountain peaks, watching everything unfold below.
At the same time, many Outer Palace deacons were watching from within the Outer Palace, preventing any unrest from breaking out.
Emperor Xuan Palace was somewhat different from ordinary factions. Only experts at the Martial Emperor Realm or above could become elders of Emperor Xuan Palace.
Martial artists below the Martial Emperor Realm, no matter how senior they were, could only become deacons.
It was said that Emperor Xuan Palace had more than eighty elders. Ten of them were known as Elder Kings, and they were high-tier Martial Emperors.
Inside the pavilion, Su Mo remained expressionless as he listened to the furious shouts outside. He rose to his full height and strode out.
The moment Su Mo emerged, the scene immediately fell silent. Everyone fixed their gaze upon him.
Su Mo swept his gaze around. Seeing the densely packed, innumerable disciples, even he felt somewhat