Above the vast Wang Cheng.
A flock of black birds flapped across the city.
Amid the sprawling buildings below, on the True World level invisible to ordinary people, a thin layer of white mist was spreading throughout the city.
All experts at the True Blood level and above felt the bloodlines within them degenerating.
True Blood bloodlines were nurtured from True Energy, and with True Energy vanishing, they began to degenerate as well.
Some noticed and panicked, searching for countermeasures.
Some remained utterly unaware, continuing what they had been doing.
Others tried to move away from the white mist, heading farther afield.
Still others attempted to set up astral arrays to stop the mist's spread and protect themselves.
For a time, the Royal Capital went from bustling prosperity to bleak silence.
The silence of the True Blood nobility left the entire city trembling with unease. Ordinary citizens were also ordered to stay in their homes whenever possible.
Wei He quietly entered the city, looking around as he walked along the main street of Wang Cheng.
He had already sent the news back through Yue Long. What puzzled him was that, even now, no one from Yue Long had come to receive him.
And elsewhere, with a single glance—
There were barely any True Blood martial artists to be seen on the entire street.
The passersby were all hurried ordinary civilians, or minor officials and soldiers who had practiced a little ordinary martial arts.
Yet even so, Wei He could see that the bloodline aura on every one of them was rapidly fading and dispersing.
He fell silent for a moment, sensing the condition of his body.
The enhanced Gravity God possessed a binding force of several hundred thousand jin, and it was currently forcibly locking the Returning True Force that