Witch God Dao

A line of fish-belly white appeared at the horizon.

The residents of Sea Stone City began to stir. The minor officials collecting filth pushed wooden-barrel carts through the streets and alleys; early-rising vendors set up their stalls and tables; vegetable peddlers placed the greens they had bundled from the fields that morning out front. A donkey cart rolled ahead, the bell around its neck chiming crisply.

Chen Luo, clad in a green robe, pushed open his door and stepped outside as well.

"Mr. Chen, why are you up so early today?" the owner greeted Chen Luo familiarly.

While his main body cultivated, his avatar had not been idle either. For safety's sake, Chen Luo had remodeled the entirety of Falling Tide Valley. Now, formations covered every corner within the valley. Illusion formations and maze formations layered over one another, changing almost every moment. As the only mortal city within Falling Tide Valley, Chen Luo naturally had not left it out.

The avatar remained in the city, its main task being to fill the gaps here.

Chen Luo had copied the White Immortal Cave Formation Master's brain into this avatar, allowing him to arrange formations with greater precision and link the "dots" in the city with the "dots" on the mountain. This way, if anyone infiltrated Falling Tide Valley, he would discover them at the first time.

"I got up a little early today."

Chen Luo found a seat and sat down.

The owner brought over steaming baskets of steamed buns, along with a complimentary bowl of soy milk and two fried dough cakes.

One bite, and the fragrance of oil filled his mouth. At Chen Luo's current realm, he naturally no longer needed to eat. Even his avatar was not bound by the five grains. Yet while living amid the