The arrival of the Flood-dragon tribe made many people's faces turn grave.
The Flood-dragon tribe's combat strength could be said to be the strongest among those of the same level.
Of course, this was only relative. After all, the combat strength of the peerless talents of the Human tribe could not be measured by their cultivation.
Su Mo also stopped underestimating them. He could not be careless in Fighting Spirits' Plane.
Not long after the Flood-dragon tribe arrived, the other top powers of the Demon tribe also arrived.
In the Firmament World, there were five superpowers of the Demon tribe. Other than the Flood-dragon tribe of the East Sea, the other four superpowers were Red Cloud Island of the South Sea, Raging Sharks of the West Sea, Demon Mountain, and Sky Lake Mansion.
These four superpowers of the Demon tribe also had many experts, no less than the nine superpowers of the Human tribe.
The Raging Sharks of the West Sea were said to be as powerful as the Flood-dragon tribe of the East Sea.
Everyone was waiting.
From time to time, experts of the Human tribe and the Demon tribe came to the small island. Even Sky-sea Pavilion sent people, but they were not familiar with Su Mo and did not greet him.
As time passed, the opening of Fighting Spirits' Plane approached.
Fighting Spirits' Plane opened once every ten years, but the opening time was not on time. There were occasional deviations.
Su Mo and the others waited for four days before Fighting Spirits' Plane finally opened.
On this day, Su Mo was meditating with his eyes closed when suddenly, a dull sound like thunder came from the south of the small island.
Then, hundreds of miles south of the small island, the space rippled and distorted.
"Fighting Spirits' Plane is about to open!"
In an instant, the small island was in an uproar. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the distorted space.
Su Mo immediately ended his cultivation, stood up, and stared at the distorted space.
Rumble!
The muffled sound became more and more intense, and the distorted space began to rotate rapidly, forming a huge vortex.
Then, the vortex immediately collapsed inwards, forming a space tunnel in the blink of an eye.
The space tunnel emitted a faint white light, illuminating the seawater below, making it look like a dream.
The tunnel was extremely large, with a radius of thousands of feet, leading to an unknown depth.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
There was no need for anyone to urge them. The moment the spatial passageway was formed, several figures shot into the sky from the small island and rapidly flew toward the spatial passageway.
Swish swish swish!!
Then, silhouettes after silhouettes disappeared into the space tunnel without a trace.
Zhan Luan, Wu Shan, the Flood Dragon Crown Prince, Dugu Sheng, Jiang Fengran, and the other Supreme Martial Artists led the way.
There were no less than three thousand people on the island, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of them had entered the spatial passage.
"Follow me closely!" Su Mo called out to Sikong Yan and Xi 'er before he flew into the Space Tunnel. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the Space Tunnel.
Shangguan Hao and the others were late. He saw Su Mo enter the passageway with his own eyes. He sneered and entered the passageway.
Everyone present was an expert, and the entrance formed by the vortex was very large. Therefore, it only took a breath's time for everyone to enter the spatial passageway.
Only a few experts of the older generation were left on the island.
After entering the Space Tunnel, Su Mo seemed to be isolated from all his senses. There was no one around him and he could only see a long illusory tunnel leading to an unknown destination.
"Sigh!"
Su Mo sighed helplessly. It seemed that he would have to be separated from Xi 'er and the others after entering the Fighting Spirits' Plane.
If he had known this would happen, he would have kept them in the Divine Map. That way, they could stay together and take care of each other.
After a while, Su Mo shook his head and strode along the illusory tunnel.
The illusory tunnel was extremely long, as if it was hundreds of kilometers long. Su Mo walked for a long time before he reached the end of the tunnel.
Swoosh!
Su Mo walked out of the tunnel and looked around. In front of him was a vast illusory world, filled with dense fog that stretched as far as the eye could see.
However, there was no earth in this world. It was just a cold, pitch-black void.
There were countless mountains floating in the void. These mountains were not very tall, only a little over a hundred feet tall. They were scattered in the void one after another, extending to the end of one's line of sight. There was no end to them.
Each of the mountains had different rare phenomena, each of which was different from the others.
Some mountains were shrouded in fog, like a sea of fog. Some mountains were flashing with lightning and thunder. Some mountains were blazing with fire.
Of course, whether it was the fog, fire, or lightning, they were all in an illusory state.
Ultimacies!
They were formed by Ultimacies!
Su Mo could feel the strong power of Ultimacies on every mountain.
Each mountain peak contained a different Profundity.
Su Mo was shocked. He could not see the end of these endless mountains. How many Ultimacies were there?
The ancestors of the ancient times were really generous to be able to create such a treasure land for the Firmament World to benefit endlessly.
Su Mo found that there were already some scattered martial artists heading to some of the mountains to comprehend Ultimacies.
So many experts had entered the Fighting Spirits' Plane, but he could only see a few scattered figures. It seemed that the Fighting Spirits' Plane was not small.
Su Mo immediately flew forward. He was not in a hurry to comprehend Ultimacies. Instead, he began to search for Wu Shan.
There was no hurry to comprehend Ultimacies. Capturing Wu Shan was the most important thing. As long as he could capture Wu Shan, he could save Hong Qingxuan.
Of course, Su Mo also paid more attention to the mountains that appeared around him.
If he found a suitable powerful Ultimacy, he would not give it up.
Su Mo's speed was extremely fast. He flew past the mountains like lightning, and all kinds of Ultimacies appeared in Su Mo's perception.
Some of the mountains had already been occupied. When these people saw Su Mo, they immediately tensed up and were secretly on guard.
Seeing that Su Mo did not stop, they heaved a sigh of relief and continued to comprehend.
Su Mo's name had already spread across the continent. He was already listed as a dangerous person by these people, so they had to be careful when they saw him.
Su Mo flew through the void and flew past the mountains. He also found martial artists, but after searching for a long time and more than a thousand mountains, he did not find a trace of Wu Shan. He did not even find a single person from the Netherworld Devil Sect.
"This place is so big!"
Su Mo was extremely shocked. He had already searched a large area, which was equivalent to the South of Yan River in the Hong Domain, but he still did not find the end of the Fighting Spirits' Plane.
Moreover, after searching such a large area, he had only discovered a mere hundred or so other martial artists.
What did this mean?
It meant that the size of the Fighting Spirits' Plane was at least dozens of times larger than the area he had searched.
"Ghostly Magic Sight!"
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