Gusu City, outside the City Lord Mansion.
The blue stone slabs on the street were smashed to smithereens, and the nearby walls had also collapsed, reduced to rubble.
Among the ruins, one could still glimpse exposed hands and feet, obviously those of residents who hadn't managed to evade in time and were now buried beneath.
Mr. Li, holding a scroll in hand, his blue official robes fluttering in the wind, watched with a grave expression the disheveled Divine Cultivator opposite him, eyes blood-red and wielding a large halberd. His heart sank.
This person's might was at least that of Half-step God Transformation!
...
Li Mi was not one to sit idly by and wait for death. Initially, he thought the station was temporarily safe and had plans to initiate a self-rescue operation in the city.
To reach this realm of cultivation, everyone must have a tenacious willpower, and he had experienced dangers greater than this.
