Outside Heavenly Tower Mountain, there emerged a figure with nothing to do.
Though everyone here had nothing to do, very few could roam aimlessly like him, wantonly expending their energy.
Moreover, he stood out among the dusty-faced refugees in his clean, white attire.
This was an Immortal, the Immortal who had slain the Demon Dragon!
Wherever the young man went, the commoners bowed in unison. Even if they didn't know what he was doing, they bowed each time he passed, without any complaint or reluctance.
"..."
Shen Yi walked slowly forward, suddenly recalling the time when he first arrived in Shen Zhou. In that Prefecture City, he had seen a cultivator collide with a young child. The child was unafraid, and the cultivator was not angered. They simply smiled and went on their way.
This was perhaps the time when the people of the Divine Dynasty were most full of confidence.
It also left Shen Yi with a good impression of the Divine Dynasty.
