Ahead, the walls of Heaven Dou City towered high and majestic. Commoners lined up to enter in an endless stream, and from time to time came the guards' shouted curses.
His gaze passed through the long gate tunnel, faintly glimpsing the bustle inside Heaven Dou City, and a sense of familiarity could not help but rise in Dai Yao's heart.
"So I'd already been gone for five years without realizing it..."
Looking at Heaven Dou City, which he had not seen in five years, Dai Yao thought with melancholy.
His gaze shifted, and he looked at the bishop before him, who resembled an old farmer. Dai Yao smiled and said, "Bishop, I still have matters to attend to, so I'll leave first. In a few days, I'll head to Spirit Hall. Bishop, please return to the hall on your own." He froze, then turned back and asked, "Didn't you lose even the ability to protect yourself? If you leave alone and something happens, how is this old man supposed to explain it to Her Holiness the Pope?"
Dai Yao's Spirit Power suddenly surged through his entire body. His clothes stirred though there was no wind, and the aura gradually rising from him made the bishop slightly surprised.
"Bishop, right now, I'm not exactly a cripple without the strength to protect myself..."
Dai Yao said calmly.
The bishop frowned and pondered for a moment, the lines on his face piling together. Hadn't Dai Yao used up all his Spirit Power in battle? Could he have recovered in such a short time? Only after a long while did he finally say helplessly:
"All right then. Since you insist, this old man can't force you."
"I heard you lived in Heaven Dou City for several years and were close to certain people. But