'Cloud-treading sword immortal' Bai Nantian attracted the attention of many as he walked on the streets of Yan city.
Especially the females.
His handsome face naturally attracted attention.
He was already too used to this.
With a long sword on his back and dressed in white, he strolled along the streets of Yan city, completely ignoring the gazes of the crowd as he walked towards the inner city.
His head was slightly raised, and he was looking directly above the palace of Great Yan.
Even he could not see anything here.
Regardless of whether li Shiwen was on the cloud platform above the palace and trying to break through to the materialization realm was true or not, he had to go and take a look.
It did not take long before Bai Nantian arrived at the inner city.
After stepping into it, the number of people gradually decreased. If they walked any further, they would not even see a single person.
The empty street seemed a little strange.
