Fang Xingjian's martial will rose abruptly into the sky, glancing down on the huge Divine Capital.
This central city of the Great Jin Dynasty that had existed for over 100 years was still extremely prosperous despite the unstable and chaotic situation of wars being fought on all sides. People and horse carriages could be seen everywhere.
Even some of the red-light districts were even more lively than before.
The Divine Capital's structure was comparable or even bigger than some of the big cities Fang Xingjian had seen in the modern world. Densely-packed buildings filled up the streets everywhere, and there were even huge buildings that were several tens of levels high. Only the heavens knew how they were constructed.
Looking down at the huge city below his feet, Fang Xingjian locked onto three positions with a single thought.
