Luo Zheng shot into Main City, and the aura he exuded immediately drew the attention of quite a few martial artists.
Wariness. Their faces showed it...
Their clash with Ming Dao was still fresh in their minds. He was absolutely not someone ordinary martial artists could afford to provoke.
However, Luo Zheng's gaze swept indifferently over them before he passed straight over their heads...
The Dreamlike Points contained within these martial artists numbered at most several hundred thousand, and perhaps only a few hundred at the least. Naturally, Luo Zheng had no interest in them. At this moment, he had already set his sights on Ming Dao.
That Red Light Spot flew away and descended in the west of Main City. By the time Luo Zheng followed it there, he happened to see the Red Light Spot expand as it descended, transforming into a round ball of light as tall as a person. Ming Dao would reconstruct himself inside it...
Even with the power of the Heavenly Dao, it was impossible to revive so many martial artists and reconstruct so many physical bodies at the same time.
However, every martial artist who had entered Dreamlike Battlefield was currently enveloped in the light of the Heavenly Dao. It only needed to project their original bodies in once more.
But Luo Zheng did not understand why their equipment did not get projected along with them after they were projected anew...
He still held a sword in one hand and a spear in the other, guarding one side of the ball of light.
A short while later, the ball of light surrounding Ming Dao began to ripple, and a figure stepped out from within it!
The moment that figure took a step out, Luo Zheng smiled faintly, and the spear in his left