David and his group walked through the neat and clean streets of Smallsun village. He had completely forgotten about the small incidents that had occured at the entrance.
His eyes filled with amazement as he walked. It was rare to find mortals on the streets of Smallsun village; every single person that his eyes landed on was a cultivator. Even the usually aloof Foundation Building Realm cultivators were easily found.
The village streets were arranged in a grid pattern, intersecting with each other at ninety-degree angle, compared with the spiral-shaped streets they gave enough space to allow for safe passage of goods.
"Strange?" Suddenly, Sebastian broke the silence and muttered in a low voice.
His low voice attracted the eyes of everyone.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him for an explanation, he raised his hand and pointed at the crowd standing in front of a tall statue made of blood-red marble.
