"And what work did you expect me to be doing?" I growl at them, ready to see how I fare in combat without cultivation energy or access to my storage.
"You'll see when you get there. Those clothes should be fine for now. They'll change you if they want you indoors." This guy is an ass. But he's attached a leash to my collar and is leading me outside. For some reason, this city looks familiar, but I'm too focused on trying to make my body function to think about that right now.
"Welcome to the Divine City of Deimos, slave." My escort laughs, and I realize where I've seen this place before. In that snippet of a vision I was shown in the Divine Plane, at the Nephilim palace. This is the city that the Titan clan was trying to stop me from razing to the ground. A city with millions of enslaved people from many races, of which I'm now one.
