Ye Xuan strolled through the heavenly vault, with Huang Pangzi and others following behind him. Along the way, he had seen half of the human world, yet the aura around him grew increasingly indifferent.
The human world was still the same, but within this vast red dust, there were no longer any people or things familiar to Ye Xuan, which made him gradually become indifferent to it as well.
Jiangnan City!
Technology and cultivation coexisted; although the two paths were different, they progressed side by side. One could occasionally see cultivators sweeping across the sky, as well as magnetic flying boats shuttling through their aerial routes.
Ye Xuan strolled high in the sky, overlooking Jiangnan City below, but could no longer find the familiar scenes from his memories.
"Which cultivator is so uncultured as to disregard our no-fly edict?"
