Although Yi Yun had a general idea of the city when he saw the map, he still felt wistful when he saw the city in person. It was unimaginably large.
The city's name was a single word, 'Martial.' It came from the Martial Numinous clan. In a warrior's world, a city being named Martial City was a symbol of its strength. If not, it would only be mocked by others.
According to the markings on the map, Martial City was split into six regions. Yi Yun had come to the first region, which had many medicinal clinics. Yi Yun had come here in search of Fey bones or herbs that contained the Dragon Emperor bloodline. He wanted to continue refining the pills needed for the Dragon Emperor Technique.
Many of the herbs Yi Yun needed were priceless treasures. However, the White Lunar Divine Empire was so vast that it was not impossible to find them.
Yi Yun was alone and inconspicuous among the many groups entering the city. As for his cultivation level, he had hidden it to be at the third-storey Dao Palace. Even in the White Lunar Divine Empire, Supremacies were not common. Furthermore, Yi Yun was so young. A Supremacy walking on the streets was bound to attract attention. Yi Yun did not wish to attract too much attention in the Martial Numinous clan's territory.
Just as Yi Yun was planning on strolling around and trying his luck, he suddenly sensed a cold perception sweep across the streets. Following that, a baffling sense of danger arose in Yi Yun's heart. It left his breathing stagnant.
Alarmed, he immediately converged all his energy with the Purple Crystal. The sense of danger was too sudden. Furthermore, it was on the streets of Martial City.
Yi Yun ducked into a tiny tea house and found a random corner to sit down. He converged his aura and did not dare release his perception.
However, Yi Yun had the energy vision. Even if he did not release his perception, he could still use it to observe his surroundings.
Nothing could hide from the energy vision. Yi Yun saw that most of the people on the streets did not have high cultivation levels. They were not worthy of his attention.
However, he saw a person. His body was like a black hole that silently devoured the surrounding energy and laws.
This person was extremely short, like a dwarf. He wore a thick cloak, and his entire body was wrapped in the cloak. His face was also shrouded in shadows, and it was impossible to see him clearly. There was a thin force field around his body, isolating him from this world.
If not for Yi Yun's energy vision, he would have found it difficult to discover anything special about the person just by probing with his perception.
This person … should be a Divine Lord, and definitely not an ordinary Divine Lord.
Now that Yi Yun had broken through to the Supremacy realm, he was able to judge a person's strength. Furthermore, he had sensed a familiar aura from the person's perception …
Who was he?
Yi Yun searched his memories and combined it with the dwarf's height, he recalled a person. This person made Yi Yun's heart skip a beat.
Myriad God Patriarch!?
He didn't die!?
Yi Yun was inclined to believe that Myriad God Patriarch was dead. However, the number of Divine Lords that gave him a sense of familiarity could be counted on one hand. Furthermore, Myriad God Patriarch was the only dwarf. Back then, Myriad God Patriarch looked like a red-dressed boy. However, his body was completely aged.
No matter how he thought about it, the dwarf was most likely the Myriad God Patriarch.
Back then, Myriad God Patriarch had nearly taken his life. Old Snake had pursued Myriad God Patriarch into the spatial turbulence and watched as the old fellow was reduced to smithereens. He had even obtained Myriad God Patriarch's interspatial ring, but … the old fellow still managed to escape?
Upon coming to this realization, Yi Yun felt a chill in his heart. The old bastard had too many tricks up his sleeves. He had actually managed to fool Old Snake.
Although Yi Yun was unsure of Old Snake's strength, he knew that he was in no way weaker than the White Lunar Divine Empire's Imperial Preceptor.
Everyone had greatly underestimated Myriad God Ridge, as well as Myriad God Patriarch.
Upon coming to this realization, Yi Yun felt extremely depressed. Having just arrived in the White Lunar Divine Empire, Yi Yun did not think much of the Martial Numinous clan. After all, the Martial Numinous clansmen he encountered back then were not considered strong. It was unlikely that he would be recognized. However, Myriad God Patriarch was different. If he was recognized by the old fellow, his bones would probably be swallowed whole.
"Thankfully, I used the Star Transference Heaven Changing Book because of the Martial Numinous clan. That old fellow probably never expected me to be here and did not search carefully. If not, the consequences would be unimaginable."
The Star Transference Heaven Changing Book was extremely brilliant when it came to disguises. Even an enemy one realm above him would find it difficult to distinguish him. This was the reason why Yi Yun dared to stay in Martial City.
Yi Yun sat in the tea house and converged his aura. As he did so, he watched Myriad God Patriarch depart with his energy vision until his aura completely vanished.
"Unfortunately, Senior Old Snake isn't around …"
Yi Yun shook his head. He had stayed in the Nine Li Magus Empire for too long. Old Snake had been gone for several years and it was unknown where he was.
Although Old Snake treated Yi Yun as a junior, he could not always be Yi Yun's bodyguard. He ultimately needed to treat his injuries. That was his obsession.
Yi Yun understood this point and did not wish to trouble Old Snake. He ultimately needed to rely on himself.
"Young man, do you want some tea? Or do you want something to eat … "
Just as Yi Yun was letting his thoughts run wild, he suddenly heard an elderly voice.
Only then did Yi Yun recall that he did not want to attract attention, so he found a remote teahouse to sit down. Naturally, a shopkeeper came to greet him.
Yi Yun sized up the manager. The old man had white hair and his cultivation level was extremely low. He was only at the Yuan foundation realm. This realm could be considered the starting point of the Martial Dao. Even in the lower realm, it was not a very high realm. In the White Lunar Divine Empire, he was practically a mortal.
Of course, in any country in the Sinkhole, even the White Lunar Divine Empire, the number of mortals far exceeded the number of warriors. Most people could not practice martial arts.
However, it was rare to see a manager of a shop in Martial City being a mortal. The rent for a shop here was extremely expensive to begin with. The manager was typically at the Dao Manifestation realm or above. Such a weak old man left Yi Yun astonished.
Furthermore, this teahouse was very simple and crude. The tables and chairs were made of ordinary wood, and there wasn't any precious wood. As for the things that were sold, apart from tea leaves, there were also some food. However, the spirit qi was very weak, and it was only slightly better than the food of mortals.
Yi Yun scanned the area with his perception and was astonished. There was such a place in Martial City?
Such cheap tea leaves and food could not be sold at a price. It was even possible that no one would patronize it.
In fact, the shop only had Yi Yun as a customer. He sat alone in a corner, nearly blending into the shadows.
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