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The drizzle scattered.
The capital of Shaoyin Country—Li City.
Buildings made of Black Stone—pavilions and towers rose like dark peaks, among which specks of yellow and red ghostly lights penetrated, resembling the ghastliness of specters.
There were no citizens here, and the streets were dominated by troops of faceless Power King Army soldiers clad in black armor, patrolling everywhere.
The Power King Army soldiers, towering over three meters tall, were to ordinary people nothing short of exaggerated and terrifying beasts.
Any one of them could easily take on thousands.
On the wide black streets, a slender figure slowly raised an umbrella, strolling leisurely.
He was dressed in deep blue silk, faintly shimmering with silver due to the threads of silver woven into it. His shoulders were slightly raised, fashioned into the shape of shoulder armor.
