An Yi entered Black Seal City.
To play it safe, he did not swagger through the streets in his White Tiger beastman form as he had in the smaller cities outside. Instead, he reverted to his normal form.
Still, his distinctive long, silvery-white hair was rather conspicuous.
He simply activated the Azure Dragon Bloodline within him, turning his hair a deep blue-black. Along with it, his crimson eyes became a mysterious, fathomless jade-blue.
After changing into a well-tailored black robe with silver patterns, understated yet luxurious, An Yi completely reined in his aura.
His expression was indifferent, imposing without anger. Standing there, he resembled an abyss whose bottom could not be seen, someone clearly not to be trifled with.
This entirely new appearance did indeed save him considerable trouble.
As he walked through Black Seal City's streets, where dragons and snakes mingled, passersby and vicious-looking mercenaries unconsciously cleared a path at the sight of him, not daring to come close.
After all, for those surviving in the chaotic Black-Corner Region, a discerning eye was the most basic survival skill. No one wanted to lose their life by offending a mysterious expert whose depths they could not fathom.
Of course, the main reason An Yi received such treatment was a small incident that had occurred when he entered the city.
At Black Seal City's gates, the guards had tried to force him to pay an exorbitant "entry protection fee."
An Yi had not even said a word. He had merely swung a backhanded slap at them.
Without using a trace of Dou Qi, or even leaking the slightest hint of energy, he had slapped the guard captain, who possessed Dou Ling strength, straight into a cloud of bloody mist!
Such terrifying physical strength and control had instantly cowed everyone at the