"Today is the day of the duel. Why haven't Su Mo and the master of the Netherworld Devil Sect come yet?"
"Did something happen?"
"It's already noon. I'm afraid the duel won't happen today!"
"Maybe they won't even come!"
"…"
There were countless martial artists in the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range. All kinds of noises swept in all directions like rolling waves.
Everyone was waiting anxiously because Su Mo and Wu Sen had not arrived yet.
If they waited for a while longer and the two of them still didn't come, it was very likely that their trip would be in vain.
All the superpowers in the Firmament World had sent a large number of experts, including the Warlord Hall, the Dugus, the Perdition Swordplay Sect, the Icy Palace of the North Sea, and some superpowers of the Demon tribe.
"Fortunately, we stopped in time and did not choose to be enemies with Su Mo. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!"
On a mountain peak stood a group of experts of the Dugus. The Highest Elder, Dugu Yan, said to the master, Dugu Honghai with a sigh.
Fortunately, they did not completely become enemies with Su Mo and gave up on snatching the Billion Demonic Sword. Otherwise, the Yins might have learned their lesson.
They also gave up on snatching the Billion Demonic Sword because Su Mo's talent was too strong. Now it seemed that it was such a wise decision.
"This guy is irreversible. Maybe he really has the strength to contend with the invincible!" Zhan Kong said.
On another mountain peak.
The tall Zhan Luan stared at the crowd in a daze with a complicated look in his eyes.
He had been number one on the List of 10,000 Talents in the Firmament World for many years. After being defeated by Su Mo, he was still a little unwilling and wanted to take back this honor.
But now it seemed that there was no point in doing so. His cultivation had only increased a little, but Su Mo could already challenge a Martial Emperor!
This talent and strength simply left him beyond the highest heavens.
"Luan 'er, your heart has wavered!" A soft sigh was heard. The tall Zhan Kong walked to Zhan Luan's side.
"Father, I …!" Zhan Luan wanted to say something but did not know where to start.
"Your belief in invincibility has wavered!" Zhan Kong shook his head and sighed in his heart.
Zhan Kong knew his son very well. Ever since he started cultivating martial arts, he had never been defeated by anyone in the same generation. He had long forged the belief that he was invincible.
After being defeated by Su Mo, Zhan Luan suffered a blow. Su Mo's lightning-fast growth was another blow to him.
So now, Zhan Luan's faith was shaken and his pride as a genius had collapsed.
"You don't have to compete with him!"
Zhan Kong sighed faintly and continued, "He is the darling of the heavens and is favored by the Heavenly Dao. He cannot be measured by common sense!"
"You just need to be yourself. Your biggest opponent is yourself. Only by constantly defeating yourself and breaking through yourself can you go further and fly higher!"
"Besides, a momentary failure and backwardness are nothing. True faith is in your bones. No matter how great the setback, no matter how great the failure, it will not stop you from moving forward!"
Zhan Kong kept talking and enlightening Zhan Luan so that he could walk out of the depression in his heart.
Zhan Luan was speechless for a long time after hearing his father's words. He fell completely silent.
After a long while, Zhan Luan's eyes burned, and his eyes glowed with the desire to fight again.
"Father, I understand! I won't let you down! "Zhan Luan looked at Zhan Kong and said firmly.
His father was right. There was no need for him to compete with Su Mo!
Was Su Mo an ordinary person?
He was a monster. He could not be measured by common sense. There was no comparison!
"That's good. I believe you can do it." Zhan Kong smiled when he saw this.
The same scene was happening in many other forces. Su Mo's incredible strength had put all the younger generation to shame.
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On another lower hill, Hai Mingjiang, Emperor Shi, and a group of people from the Firmament Palace stood there.
"I hope Palace Master Su doesn't come!" Hai Mingjiang shook his head and sighed as he heard the discussions around him.
He did not think that Su Mo was Wu Sen. So he did not want Su Mo to come.
"Brother Su Mo will come!" Xi 'er stood quietly behind Emperor Shi. She immediately shook her head when she heard Hai Mingjiang's words.
Xi 'er's aura had changed a lot. She had the cultivation of the Peak Lv 9 Martial King Realm.
The one who had changed the most was Jiang Fengran. He was already a martial artist in the Martial Royal Realm.
Sikong Yan, Cai Yun, Wenren Tiandu, and Long Teng had all improved. Among the four, Sikong Yan had improved the fastest. His cultivation had almost caught up with Xi 'er. He was also in the Lv 9 Martial King Realm, close to the Peak Lv 9 Martial King Realm.
"Su Mo will come, and we don't have to worry about him at all. He won't die!" Sikong Yan said carelessly.
As soon as Sikong Yan said this, the others could not help but look at him.
Everyone's eyes were shining as if they were up to no good. Sikong Yan's heart suddenly trembled.
"This … Su Mo is a monster. You all know that. How can he die?"
Sikong Yan said hurriedly and continued, "Moreover, I know Su Mo. He never does things that he is not sure of, so you can rest assured!"
Everyone fell silent. They naturally knew this, but no matter how powerful Su Mo was, there should be a limit to what he could do!
Compared to a Quasi-emperor expert, a Martial Emperor expert was not just a little bit stronger.
"I believe in Brother Su Mo!" Xi 'er said in a deep voice. She trusted Su Mo unconditionally.
"I hope Brother Su can create another miracle!" Long Teng sighed.
"He's coming!"
As soon as Long Teng's voice fell, Sikong Yan suddenly exclaimed and looked into the distance.
At this moment, not only Sikong Yan, but all the martial artists in the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range, who were like grains of sand in the Ganges River, raised their heads to look into the distant sky.
Hundreds of millions of eyes fell on a young man at the end of the sky.
Far away in the sky, a young man in a green robe was walking in the air, quickly approaching.
This was none other than Su Mo, the world-famous and peerless genius.
At this moment, the entire Emperor Xuan Mountain Range fell silent. Time seemed to have stopped, and space seemed to have frozen. Everything had frozen.
Only Su Mo's light footsteps could be heard at the end of the sky.
Soon, Su Mo came to the sky above the Emperor Xuan Mountain Range. He looked around and saw many familiar faces among the hundreds of millions of martial artists.
For example, Zhan Luan and his son, the Empress of the North Sea, the sect master of the Xuan Sect, Jiu Chubei, and so on.
Of course, Su Mo saw Emperor Shi, Hai Mingjiang, Xi 'er, and the others.
Su Mo did not pay attention to any of his acquaintances. After looking around and not finding anyone from the Netherworld Devil Sect, he sat cross-legged in the void.
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