Who Will Put on This Act with You?

Outside Sky Pagoda Mountain, there was now an idle figure with nothing to do.

Though everyone here had nothing to do, few could wander about as aimlessly as he did, squandering their strength as they pleased.

Moreover, clad in spotless white robes, he stood out starkly among the soot-faced refugees around him.

This was an immortal—the immortal who had slain that demon dragon!

Wherever the young man passed, the people would neatly bow their heads. Even if they had no idea what he was doing, whenever he passed by, they would kowtow once. They found it no trouble at all and voiced not a single complaint.

Shen Yi walked forward at an unhurried pace, suddenly recalling when he had first arrived in the Divine Land. In that prefectural city, he had once seen a cultivator bump into a child. The child had not been afraid, and the cultivator had not been angered. They had merely smiled before going their separate ways.

That had probably been when the people of the Divine Dynasty had possessed the most confidence.

It had also left Shen Yi with a favorable impression of the Divine Dynasty.

Yet in only a short time, everything had reverted to the state of Vast Marsh—perhaps even worse than Vast Marsh.

Perhaps this was the scene the immortals truly wanted: seated high above the clouds, herding the mortal world like livestock. How exhilarating.

Shen Yi shook his head lightly, quickened his pace, and headed toward a secluded place.

He truly was only taking a stroll, but it was not without purpose.

As an outsider from Southern Continent, his foundation in Northern Continent was far too shallow. Before he truly entered Spirit Void Cave, it was practically nonexistent.

He would inevitably be hamstrung in anything he tried to do.

Take White