On the desolate mountain, the cold moon brought a biting chill.
Shadows flitted about, scattered all around.
Facing the renowned first person of Donghuang.
Gao Tianqi indeed prepared extremely thoroughly.
Skilled fighters on the ground, experts using poison all around, and masters wielding an array of strange weapons.
In total, nearly a hundred people.
A glance revealed a dense crowd…
Yet Su Mo, standing in the center of the crowd, had his brows furrowed, with a faint look of disappointment on his face.
With chaos reigning tonight, he was certain Gao Tianqi would strike against him.
Taking advantage of the assassin's name to seize the so-called 'Martial God Key' from him.
But unexpectedly, despite all the commotion, this person did not attack personally.
A glance around revealed nothing but people of no consequence.
Feeling immediately bored.
