Lu Bu'er, realizing the crisis was imminent, immediately stripped away the Dark Matter within his body. The Golden Martial God soared into the sky from a quiet alley, overlooking the bustling cross street teeming with tourists.
At that moment, he indeed sensed the fluctuation of Dark Matter.
But to his surprise, it was only First Rank!
At a traffic light where the colors were shifting, the bustling tourists were gawking at a strange-looking person. Office workers stole glances frequently, and girls shopping along the street whispered, "Hey, is that person cosplaying? Which anime character is that? I've never seen them before."
The disheveled oddity, appearing no different from the living dead, wandered the streets looking like a common homeless person. However, his tattered brown clothes were covered in mysterious talismans, his exposed skin pale as a corpse's, and iron chains hung on his body.
"Hello, can I take a picture with you?"
