Divine Wind Throne, traveling a thousand miles in a single stride.
One moment, he was still on a border island.
The next, he had arrived in Tai City.
Neon lights flickered along the streets. People came and went, while popular music drifted out from the shops.
A figure moved against the flow of the crowd, dressed in a long trench coat. His waist bulged slightly, lending him an indescribably dashing air.
A child passing by looked at him, curiosity blooming in his innocent eyes.
"Dad, why is that big brother's waist sticking out like that~?"
"Oh, he's a cultivator. That should be his weapon."
"What a long, cool weapon! I want to become a cultivator too when I grow up!"
"Then study hard and try to become an incredibly powerful cultivator like the Undertaker Captain."
The father picked up his son, and the two happily headed toward the mall. After they had gone some distance, the child could still faintly be heard asking.
"Dad, we're in Tai City, and Lord Undertaker is in Tai City too. Can we meet him?"
"Maybe we've already met him countless times. No matter what, he has always protected us from the front. Just remember that."
"..."
Hearing those words, the young man in the trench coat's eyes stirred slightly. Scenes like this played out in every corner of Tai City. After accepting that spiritual energy was about to revive, people's lives had not changed much. They still studied and worked; now, they simply had cultivation as well.
The Lords' war raged fiercely beyond the borders, yet Great Xia remained peaceful.
But that was not absolute.
The Angel Lord of America was an unstable factor. The one in Great Britain was relatively less threatening, while the Tyrant Lord could, for the time being, be considered