This was probably only the very bottom in the Heavenly Profound Realm. In a realm where demigods gathered like clouds, an Early Demigod was much like a Heavenly Emperor Realm cultivator in the Emperor Realm, fit only for rough, exhausting labor.
He landed on the ground and walked toward the city gates.
"Halt!" A guard stopped him, pointing his spear at his chest. "Who are you? Where did you come from? Do you have proof of identity?"
Lin Feng had already prepared his story. He cupped his hands and said, "I am Lin Feng, a rogue cultivator from a remote region, here to travel and see the world. This is my first visit to your city, and I don't know the rules. Please make an exception for me."
The guard sized him up, a trace of suspicion flashing in his eyes. "A rogue cultivator? What is your cultivation level?"
Lin Feng said, "Late demigod."
The guard's expression changed, and his manner immediately became respectful. He lowered his spear and cupped his fists. "A senior! Forgive this junior for failing to recognize you. Please pardon my offense!"
Lin Feng waved a hand. "No harm done. I've just arrived and would like to enter the city to rest a while. May I?"
The guard hastily replied, "Of course! Please enter, Senior!"
Lin Feng nodded and stepped into the city.
Behind him, the guard whispered to his companion, "Why would a late demigod rogue cultivator come to an out-of-the-way place like ours?"
His companion said, "Who cares? It's none of our business anyway. As long as he doesn't cause trouble."
Another guard said, "Still, you don't see many late demigod rogue cultivators around here. Maybe he's a disciple of some great sect, out gaining experience."
"Then it's even less our business. Just do