The Exchange

The vast and massive Mist Mountains was shaped like an Archean Giant Beast, crouching low on the ground.

Su Mo sat down cross-leggedwith his back against the mist at the periphery of the Mist Mountains once he arrived.

He was only half a foot away from the rolling mists behind him. He would be able to quickly retreat into the mist should there be any sudden changes.

The rolling mists were something that could save his life.

There were still about five or six days until the appointed day of the meeting. Su Mo shut his eyes and refined the Dark Force in his body while waiting.

He had just broken through his cultivation realm and his Dark Force had surged rapidly. His foundation was still weak and it would take another month before he could continue breaking through realms.

Time passed slowly. After an indeterminable amount of time, a few experts flew towards Su Mo, stopping a few thousand miles away.