Xuanyang was a big city near the South Central border. With the streets bustling with people and traps everywhere, it was common to see people either whispering, joking, or discussing about world affairs.
The fake Su Meng recovered from his wild thoughts and suddenly frowned, because he had vaguely heard the words 'Su Meng' earlier on when his concentration wasn't on the external world.
There was something about Su Meng giving pointers on the swordplays of the world, something about the five sword sects, the Heavenly King of the Demonic Sword, the Taishang Demon, and the Multi-Eyed Heavenly King, all of which triggered his curiosity and caution.
What exactly did he do? Having decided to follow this matter, the fake Su Meng extended his consciousness and his spirits to sense the surrounding words.
At this moment, his vision darkened. A roaring blizzard had arrived, covering the sky and isolating the surroundings.
