Emperor Xuan Palace sat atop the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range, adjacent to Emperor Spirit City.
Su Mo wore a black robe, not flying, and walked step by step toward the mountain gate of Emperor Xuan Palace.
After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, he arrived before the mountain gate of Emperor Xuan Palace.
Lifting his gaze to look, Emperor Xuan Palace was in a festive mood; at the entrance of the mountain gate and upon all the buildings within the sect, bright red lanterns were hung.
Before the mountain gate, a red carpet had been laid out in advance, extremely long and extending deep into the interior of the sect.
At this moment, because the sky had just brightened and there were still several hours until the wedding of Shangguan Hao and Xi'er, the area before the mountain gate was rather deserted, with not a single figure in sight besides the gate guards.
However, today was unlike the past, and those guarding the mountain gate were no longer ordinary disciples of Emperor Xuan Palace, having been replaced instead by deacons and elders.
Behold, over a dozen people stood before the mountain gate, headed by a slightly plump middle-aged man whose aura was vast and profound, clearly a Martial King Realm expert.
As for the others behind this middle-aged man, they were likewise all Martial King Realm experts.
Su Mo took out his Emperor Xuan Palace disciple identity token, hung it at his waist, and strode into the mountain gate.
"Halt!"
The plump middle-aged man looked Su Mo over, then immediately blocked his path.
"What is your name?" The middle-aged man glanced at the identity token at Su Mo's waist, asking with a calm expression.
If it were any other disciple with an identity token hanging on