Di Bao Tian did not go to Peach Blossom Dock with Chu Qing.
After watching Chu Qing take revenge on the Unique Association, he packed his belongings and left the Imperial Capital behind.
"The Imperial Capital is huge, but it's dangerous."
"The Imperial Capital is actually a demon's lair."
"The Imperial Capital you and I see is merely the tip of the iceberg."
"This Imperial Capital can assimilate everyone."
"In the end, it makes people sink into depravity!"
"I've sunk for decades. Now, I don't want to sink anymore."
Chu Qing fell silent for a moment before saying, "You could have chosen not to sink."
"The Imperial Capital can assimilate ordinary martial artists, and it can assimilate ordinary people."
"But Heaven-Piercers have the right not to be assimilated."
"And Heaven-Piercers cannot be assimilated!"
"The reason you sank was because you... wanted to sink."
Di Bao Tian was stunned.
Madam Shi was somewhat troubled.
Because:
The moment she approached the Imperial Capital, someone blocked her path.
The one blocking her was a white-haired old man wearing a mask.
The old man was bare-chested, his skin covered in things resembling tattoos.
But they were not tattoos. They were living patterns.
The patterns slithered across his body. Even Madam Shi felt dizzy and nauseated after just one glance.
"Up ahead lies the Imperial Capital. Martial artists of the new realm, halt!"
The old man radiated killing intent.
Madam Shi pursed her lips. "What did you say?"
The old man fell silent. After a moment, he said, "Passage ahead is forbidden!"
"Do you understand?"
"Wherever you came from, go back there!"
Madam Shi's eyes turned icy. "Before I entered the new realm, you could have denied me passage!"
"But not now."
The old man said coldly, "Young one, the gap between new-realm martial artists