City of the Silverhorn

"It's finally here."

Su Lang's eyes flashed with brilliance as a vast amount of information flooded into his mind, allowing him to instantly master a transformation technique.

"Transform!!"

The image of a Silver Horn Clan Martial Artist surfaced in Su Lang's mind.

With a thought, he used that Silver Horn Clan Martial Artist as a template and began to transform.

Within his Dantian, a massive amount of Spiritual Qi surged out from the spiritual core, circulating rapidly through specific Meridian paths.

On Su Lang's body, some strange changes began to occur.

Mist gradually began to swirl around him, growing thicker and more abundant until it eventually enveloped the entire room.

About a few minutes later, the swirling mist suddenly churned and spiraled, gathering toward Su Lang's body.

This mist did not enter Su Lang's body, but instead piled up on the surface, gradually forming simulated bones, Meridians, flesh, and skin.

Before long, Su Lang's entire person was encased in a simulated Silver Horn Clan body, as if he were wearing a strange humanoid suit of armor.

After a few more minutes, he had completely taken on the appearance of a Silver Horn Clan Martial Artist.

On the surface, it looked identical, but once scanned with Mental Energy, one could immediately tell it was a crude fake.

After all, 'Hundred Transformations of the Misty Gauze' was only a top-tier Cultivation Technique suitable for a Martial Commander. For it to have such an effect was already beyond Su Lang's expectations.

"As long as I keep it protected with a Mental Energy barrier at all times and add other methods, it's absolutely impossible for anyone to see through my disguise unless a Martial God arrives."

The corners of Su Lang's mouth curled into a faint smile.

Immediately after, he used 'Clone Replacement' to switch places with the Clone hidden near the Silver Horn Clan settlement.

With a blur before his eyes, the scene changed.

Su Lang left his hiding place and came outside.

It was also night outside. For some reason, the day and night cycle of this Canglan Continent was actually the same as on Blue Star.

"On Blue Star, day and night are caused by the planet's rotation, and the four seasons by its revolution. But here on the Canglan Continent, it's more like some kind of rule…"

Su Lang looked at the sky, feeling a sense of realization, but mostly he was just confused.

He didn't dwell on it.

Su Lang shifted his gaze and then quickly approached the mist formed by the Ethereal Cloud Palace Formation.

He didn't rush to enter the Formation directly.

Su Lang first applied some enhancements to his disguise.

A Mental Energy barrier, Profound Cloud Pure Moon Fire, a hooded robe, and a bit more swirling mist.

A tall and mysterious Silver Horn Clan Martial Artist appeared on the spot.

"Simply perfect!"

Su Lang chuckled and took out the Formation Key from his storage space.

"Haste!"

As his spiritual power circulated, the Formation Key was activated, emitting a faint glimmer.

The glimmer, formed by a special Formation, shone on the mist, instantly causing it to form a small vortex.

This vortex was the passage.

Su Lang tightened his robe and dove straight in.

Entering the mist, it was difficult to see anything at first, but gradually, the mist became thinner.

A bustling city appeared before Su Lang's eyes.

"It's actually a city!"

Su Lang's expression shifted as he looked around.

The streets were very wide, enough for ten vehicles to drive side-by-side.

The surrounding buildings were also very tall, with layouts and styles completely different from those of the Human Race, full of exotic flair.

On the streets, a large number of Silver Horn Clan members came and went, speaking a Silver Horn language that Su Lang could not understand.

The buildings were brightly lit and very lively, even giving off a sense of bustling activity.

As Su Lang walked forward, some Silver Horn Clan members looked over, including some King-level Silver Horn Clan Martial Artists.

But when their spiritual perception landed on Su Lang, their expressions immediately filled with shock, and they showed looks of respect.

They could clearly feel that Su Lang's Mental Energy was extremely powerful, so much so that they couldn't even glimpse a single shred of it.

With such powerful Mental Energy, could his combat power be weak? He was at least a powerful Noble-level Martial Artist.

On the Canglan Continent, strength was still respected above all else; this was true for countless races, and the Silver Horn Clan was naturally no exception.

No Silver Horn Clan Martial Artist came to disturb the mysterious and powerful Su Lang.

He walked down the street, silently observing the surrounding environment and analyzing its characteristics.