After paying the exorbitant Divine Capital entry tax, Ye Zhen, Luluo, and Han Tai stepped into the Divine Capital of the Phantom Divine Empire together.
Upon entering the Divine Capital, martial artists, apart from those in the Soul Sea Realm, would have all their outside privileges vanish, becoming indistinguishable from ordinary people.
No flying, no going out after midnight, and even when walking on the streets, one had to be prepared to be checked by the Divine Guard Army.
Within just half an hour, Ye Zhen and his two companions had already been stopped and checked by the Divine Guard Army twice.
Even though they might have complaints, they could only helplessly accept it. Who asked them to conduct business here—and it was their first visit, no less?
Although yesterday's gathering of martial artists had been fruitful for Ye Zhen, he did not obtain any news about the invitation from the Fragrant Pill King that he had wanted to know about.
