No one had ever heard Su Mo's name, so naturally, no one thought highly of him.
In everyone's eyes, Su Mo's challenge to Shangguan Hao was certain to end in defeat, without the slightest suspense!
At some unknown time, a woman appeared on the outskirts of the massive crowd of spectators. She wore white robes, her figure graceful and soft, while a light veil covered her face, making her features impossible to see clearly.
Even though they could not see her face, some of the male martial artists nearby could not help stealing frequent glances at her.
Merely from her figure and her long, black, silky hair, everyone could tell that she was a beauty.
However, the woman's gaze was cold—so cold that it made hearts tremble. Anyone who met her eyes could not help feeling a chill rise within them.
Therefore, no matter how beautiful she was, no one dared approach her to strike up a conversation.
The woman's icy gaze fixed tightly on the city wall in the distance, staring at the words written upon it.
"You will not live to see that day!"
After a while, the woman murmured to herself before turning and leaving.
Su Mo sped through the skies, flying without any particular destination.
He did not know how much of a sensation the words he had left behind had caused. The reason he had left that sentence was to tell Shangguan Hao that he, Su Mo, had arrived!
This was his declaration of war against Shangguan Hao!
Su Mo was also placing some pressure upon himself. Only greater pressure could bring forth greater potential. He wanted to leave himself with no road of retreat, forcing himself to charge forward!
Only then would he have a chance to rapidly increase his cultivation in the