Eleven warships hovered above God City.
The feudal lords from every corner had been "invited" to kneel outside the city.
This scene perfectly replicated the twenty-fourth prediction painting drawn in the Future Pavilion.
"Unbelievable!"
Jun Changxiao was stunned as well.
Just who had been the expert who assisted the ancestor of the Canglan Empire ten thousand years ago? How could he have drawn this very scene without the slightest deviation, as though he had been right there in person?
"Right there in person!"
Jun Changxiao hurriedly released his Spiritual Sense, blanketing the inside and outside of God City.
When the Eternal Sect Disciples had moved out together, martial artists from other cities had gradually rushed over after seeing the warships. Thus, a great many people had gathered outside the city now, perfectly matching the prediction painting.
"What are you looking for?"
"A Transmigrator!"
If it had merely been a written prophecy, Jun Changxiao could still understand it. But it had even accurately depicted what happened today. Perhaps... the person himself was at the scene, then traveled through time and painted everything down!
"..."
The system said speechlessly, "The host's imagination really is wild."
Jun Changxiao's strength was now overwhelmingly formidable. In an instant, his Spiritual Sense covered several thousand li around God City as he carefully examined every martial artist, not even sparing the flowers, grass, or trees!
Because of the scorching environment in the Crimson Hell Realm, the women nurtured here mostly had wheat-colored skin, possessing a uniquely alluring charm.
What a pity.
Jun Changxiao's mind was not on that at all. He continued searching for suspicious people.
"Hm!"
Suddenly, he spotted a Black Robed Person on a hill a hundred li outside the city, though he could not make out the person's features.
Given Jun Changxiao's strength, he