After walking out of the bamboo forest, Ji Qianming stood up directly with his sword, simply distinguished the direction, and flew towards the nearest city.

He didn't know where the Void Taoist Sect opened in the divine realm, and now he didn't even know which continent he was in, so his first task was to find his own position.

The entire divine realm is divided into five major domains, including the central imperial city, including the central region, and there are 273 cities, but most of the people living in these cities are practitioners or mortals with status. Real ordinary people can only live outside the city and gather in a form similar to a village, and are not qualified to live in the city.

In short, the number of people living in these cities is only the tip of the iceberg of the entire divine world.

The power center of the entire divine world is the Divine Emperor Dynasty. Its operating model is similar to the dynasty system in ancient China, but it is not exactly the same. Under the Divine Emperor, there are second-rank ministers composed of the Divine King level, and then third-rank, fourth-rank... and seventh-rank.

For example, Dugu Yunqi, the former military advisor of the God Emperor, was a third-rank minister. The city lord of the 273 cities was in the fifth-rank official position. The city lord was personally selected by the God Emperor to take charge of all major affairs in the city, but all major affairs need to be reported to the imperial palace.

Ji Qianming stood above the flying sword and soared in the clouds. He looked down and saw countless village houses located between the vast mountains and fields. Smokes of smoke rose from the chimneys, continuously.

"The God Realm is really big." Ji Qianming sighed.

Although he had been to the God Realm twice, he once came to perform a mission with Shangxiehui. He had almost never been to any other place except Jackdaw City. The second time he was in the war realm and had no chance to see what he looked outside.

I don’t know how long it took to fly, but a towering city appeared in Ji Qianming’s vision.

Ji Qianming slowly landed at the city gate, took the flying sword back to the storage ring, and walked forward on foot. He looked up at the two huge words at the city gate.

"Fusang...Fusang City?"

"Cultivator? Come in." The guards at the city gate saw Ji Qianming walking down from his sword, and had no intention of interrogating them at all, so they let them go.

Practitioners can enter and exit the city at will, which is their privilege.

Originally, Ji Qianming had specially put on the dark blue Taoist robe of the Void Taoist Sect and took out a disciple's waist card to prepare for inquiries. Now it seems a bit redundant.

Fusang City is much larger than Jackdaw City, has a denser population, and is dressed more luxuriously. If Jackdaw City is probably a third-tier city on the earth, then Fusang City should be considered a provincial capital.

Walking on the clean and tidy stone road, Ji Qianming, dressed in void disciple costume, was wandering around calmly. He went to the pastry stall to buy a piece of blue and white cake, went to the Bingjia Shop to chat with the store manager, looked back at the girls waving at the door of the brothel and smiled, and stopped at the gate of the city lord's mansion and thought seriously whether he would be discovered if he secretly went in and cut the city lord...

Of course, he just thought about it.

After wandering around the city for half a day, it was dusk. When the lights were on, Ji Qianming climbed to the largest restaurant in the entire Fusang City.

——Jinwulou.

As a man who swept across the entire Void Taoist Sect, Ji Qianming’s most lacking is spirit stones now. The fraction of the spirit stones in the storage rings he searched was enough for him to buy a thousand Golden Mowl Towers, a real big shot.

"This guest official, how dare you ask if you want a elegant seat or a lobby?" The waiter next to him saw Ji Qianming wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe going upstairs, and immediately walked up to ask with a flattering smile.

Ji Qianming glanced at the waiter, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. This waiter turned out to be a practitioner in the Qianjun Realm.

However, this is not surprising. How can one have a top restaurant in a big city like Fusang, so how can it not have a background? It is normal for some practitioners to stay in charge.

"Lobby." Ji Qianming spoke lightly.

As the waiter walked into the lobby, picked the most side position, and ordered some signature dishes from Jinwulou. Ji Qianming quietly closed his eyes and his spiritual sense gradually dispersed.

Of course, he came here not to enjoy it. As the best restaurant in Fusang City, most of the people who come and go are practitioners, and this is the best place to collect information.

Soon, a table of people not far from next door attracted his attention.

"Brother Dao, how are you doing recently?" A simple-dressed practitioner carried a wine pot and poured wine for a monk in purple next to him.

The purple-clothed monk waved his hand, his eyes a little annoyed, "Don't mention it, I helped those outer disciples rebuild the mountain gate every day, and took up time for cultivation, and even subsidies were not paid. We inner disciples are getting harder and harder now."

"Rebuild the mountain gate? What happened?"

"Brother Tan, don't you know?" Another practitioner was surprised and put his head in his ear and said, "About more than a month ago, a fireball fell from the sky and smashed into the mountain gate of Ziji Holy Land. It is said that it was an emperor-level powerful man from the barbarians, who were all about to die. He also broke through the mountain protection formation and killed thousands of outer disciples and hundreds of inner disciples. Later, the thirteen elders took action to suppress him, and he killed six of them..."

"So fierce?! What happened later?"

"Later, his body seemed to be in trouble. The remaining seven elders seized the opportunity to activate the formation and trapped it in the formation. Even the Zihui God King who was confined to the back mountain by the God Emperor was forced to take action, breaking his body into a ball of flame and disappearing."

"The barbarian actually has such a strong man? In this way, wouldn't the Ziji Holy Land be destroyed by him alone? That's the leader of the four major holy lands today!"

"Hmph." The monk of the Purple Holy Land seemed a little unhappy, "Just relying on a sneak attack, if he faced the battle head-on, he would never be able to do all this."

"You have tens of thousands of people in your entire sect. If you beat him alone, you are so embarrassed to face the battle head-on? Hahahaha..." The disciple of Wanchu Holy Land sitting opposite him laughed.

"you!"

“…”

Ji Qianming, who was sitting aside, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. He silently picked up the spiritual wine and took a sip, muttering to himself:

"Purple Holy Land..."

Unexpectedly, on the first day I came to the God Realm, I heard news about Zhang Jingyan, but it seemed that there was no difference from the news known to the earth. Zhang Jingyan still ended with death and no miracle happened.

But why didn’t the New Yan Emperor appear?

What happened that day in Ziji Holy Land?

Ji Qianming drank and ate vegetables quietly, but his fingers gently stroked, and a little night was quietly thrown to the corner of the purple holy monk's clothes, but none of the monks present noticed it.

After listening for a long time, Ji Qianming never heard any useful information again. Just as he was about to leave, a familiar figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the restaurant.

"Ke Dong?!"
Chapter completed!