On the eighth day of the top ten competition, early in the morning.
Before all the competitors had arrived at the venue.
Wei Cangsheng walked on the bustling streets, watching the crowds come and go, a complex light flashing in his eyes.
Although the current situation of the human race was not good, as the center of the human world, Central City was still very prosperous, gathering the most powerful talents, the most outstanding cultivators, the wealthiest civilians, the hardest working laborers... Looking up, one could even see the towering Miluo Heavenly Palace above the clouds, showcasing the highly advanced Immortal Dao technology.
But to Wei Cangsheng, no matter how developed or prosperous it was, if the people were not right, then it all meant nothing.
He lived in an era where the pure-blooded human race had striven for generations, slaying demons and ruling over heaven and earth.
And now, with a deep breath, he could smell the pervasive demonic aura in the air.
