"Wow, look at all these people! " Xuan Yuan Fa Wang said as he gazed out at the endless stream of humanity on the main street, walking alongside Zhou Qing on the spacious concrete road, occasionally nodding or pointing at the two of them.

  Zhou Qing's eyes were dull and lifeless, like a dead fish. Some noisy sounds came from the edge of her ear.

  "Yi! Husband, look at that person, isn't he mentally ill, dressing like that?" A fashionable young woman, arm in arm with a stout middle-aged man, pointed at Xuan Yuan Fa Wang beside Zhou Qing and said with a coquettish tone, making Zhou Qing's skin crawl.

  "My little darling, maybe so! But nowadays all sorts of strange things are worn in the name of fashion. I even saw someone wearing a bikini on the street just the other day... Uh..." The middle-aged fat man seemed to have misspoken, and hastily shut his mouth, as if he had been pricked by a needle, but still couldn't help letting out a low humming sound.

  "These young people nowadays! Why can't they learn something useful? At such a young age, he's already become a Taoist priest. I have no idea what his parents were thinking." An elderly man nearby sighed.

  More and more people were pointing and gesturing at Zhou Qing and Xuan Yuan Fawang, even a few took out their mobile phones to make calls, Zhou Qing clearly saw that the numbers they dialed were 110 or 120.

  "This is terrible! This old monster has gone too far!" Zhou Qing's head was as big as a bucket, and Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's golden Daoist robe was really dazzling. However, he had no way to do anything about it. After several attempts to persuade him to change his clothes were unsuccessful, Zhou Qing gave up his actions. After all, if he accidentally provoked this old demon to go berserk, it wouldn't be fun at all.

  "This! Senior! Are we being too conspicuous? What if we stir up some trouble?" Zhou Qing cautiously said to Xuan Yuan Fa Wang. Originally, Zhou Qing had planned to find Ling Fei and borrow the power of the Kunlun Sect to shake off this old demon, but who knew that Xuan Yuan Fa Wang said he hadn't seen the mortal world in many years and insisted on taking a look. He couldn't get past him, so there was really no way out.

  "What's there to be afraid of! I, the old ancestor, am not afraid of trouble. Tsk, tsk, so many people, each and every one dressed in strange attire. When No. 1 returned and told me, I didn't believe it, but now that I've seen it with my own eyes, even during the most prosperous times of Bianjing, there weren't half as many people as here. The human population has far surpassed that of our demon tribe!" Xuan Yuan Fa Wang shook his head and sighed, completely disregarding the gazes of those around him.

  "Northern Song Bianjing!" Zhou Qing exclaimed, thinking to himself: No wonder this old demon is so mysterious and powerful, with abilities that are unfathomable. He's actually a thousand-year-old monster.

  Seeing Zhou Qing's astonished appearance, Xuan Yuan Fa Wang said with a smile: "When Zhang Zeduan painted the 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival' back then, it was still me who brought him to heaven and let him see the whole view of Bianjing. However, that kid's painting skills were indeed top-notch, and he actually managed to create a masterpiece for the ages!" Zhou Qing was completely stunned.

  After turning several streets, they walked into a small alley and Xuan Yuan Fa Wang and Zhou Qing stopped in their tracks. Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's eyes rolled up and he shouted: "Who is it? Sneaking around, following Lao Zu for so long, do you think Lao Zu is an idiot?"

  Zhou Qing was shocked, how could this be? Was someone following him? How did he not notice it himself? Zhou Qing hastily activated his full spiritual awareness and in an instant swept over the surrounding area within a one-mile radius, but didn't discover any unusual situation. He couldn't help but look at Xuan Yuan Fa Wang with suspicion. It must be known that after Zhou Qing gained enlightenment from Heaven's Heart, his spiritual awareness became twice as strong as before. If he released all his spiritual thoughts, he could even clearly sense the presence of a few ants within a one-mile radius. Let alone a person! Even if the opponent was a cultivator, Zhou Qing would still be able to sense the fluctuations in their magical powers, unless they had entered the realm of Unity with Heaven and Man!

  However, Zhou Qing would not suspect Xuan Yuan Fawang's ability to judge, a thousand-year-old demon was already crushed by his own age. The salt he ate really exceeded the amount of rice he had eaten in his lifetime.

  Xuan Yuan Fa Wang saw that no one had answered for a long time, and he let out a cold hum. With his hands grasping at the empty air ten zhang away, he made a muffled grunt. A figure tumbled out of the void, and it was a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man had a square face, a sturdy build, and an upright demeanor. However, there was a large tear on his shoulder, which was exactly where Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's claw had ripped through.

  "Huh? Not a hint of true yuan on his body, isn't he a cultivator?" Xuan Yuan Fa Wang felt something was off with just one grab, and found it strange in his heart. He didn't immediately kill him, however.

  Zhou Qing only felt that it was unbelievable, a mysterious and divine power! At the very least, this is something that can only be done by someone in the later stages of Xian Tian, using powerful true yuan to break open the void and create a space. Originally, this was a method used by ancient immortals to open up caves, but even those in the later stages of Xian Tian could only barely manage to do it, and at most could only open up a small space to store some items, and definitely not to hide people. Especially since that middle-aged man didn't have any true yuan, clearly he wasn't a cultivator. Could it be that legendary special ability? Zhou Qing had always looked down on those so-called "special ability" people, thinking they couldn't compare to cultivators.

  Witnessing this scene, Zhou Qing couldn't help but feel a sense of having underestimated the heroes of the world.

  "Hey, mister, why are you following us?" Zhou Qing was afraid that Xuan Yuan Fa Wang would suddenly make a move and cause trouble. People with special abilities were national treasures, after all. This person must be from the government, and Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's outfit was really too eye-catching, so it wasn't strange at all that he had been noticed by some shady characters.

  Although Zhou Qing also killed four members of the Dragon Group, no one knew about it, so killing them was pointless. The situation is different now, having witnessed the divine power of Nakahara Suketsune, a middle-aged man, Zhou Qing broke out in cold sweat, fortunate that there were no ability users present at the time.

  Xuanyuan Fawang succeeded with one move and found that his opponent was not a cultivator, seemingly unwilling to make a move, just coldly sizing up the middle-aged man. He didn't care what Zhou Qing said, his expression was cool to the extreme.

  Zhou Jianwu was even more surprised, today just happened to be a holiday, he came out for a stroll and saw these two strange people on the street. The younger one beside him was okay, dressed in authentic urban youth attire, but that other person... Zhou Jianwu felt extremely uneasy under Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's cold gaze, wherever his eyes landed, it was like an icy caterpillar crawling all over his body, making others feel very uncomfortable.

  Xuanyuan Fawang wore a golden yellow Taoist robe, and Zhou Jianwu saw it at a glance. As a member of the National Security Bureau's special ability group, Zhou Jianwu knew that most members of the Dragon Group, which was on par with the special ability group, were disciples of the Taoist school.