On the Mortal Arena, millions of bursts of sword qi beamed upwards, piercing the vast clouds at innumerable points, causing the entire sky to sparkle.

This was a spectacle only Shushan was capable of, the spiritual will of the Shushan sword cultivators!

The proliferation of sword qi emitted screeching whistling sounds. Combined with the cries of the sword cultivators, the entire glacial expanse of Shushan was lit up with the fire of their passion.

All of this was to welcome Beishan Mo's descent.

At this moment, Beishan Mo landed on the Mortal Arena amidst the welcoming bursts of sword qi. He was a young star, an absolute lord in his domain, and right now he was still cool and fearless at the center of this heated limelight. He maintained the manner of a king, gazing out on the crowd.

All around, countless frenzied Shushan sword cultivators yelled his name!

Beishan Mo, the absolute peak of all the geniuses in Shushan. A majority of the sword cultivators in the Common Sword Domain had just passed the hurdle of becoming disciples and were miles away from him.

After he arrived, he did not say a word. His gaze was fixed towards the east. That was where Yan...