The scene in the distance was both clear and unclear to those watching from the city wall.0

The dark clouds were thick, casting a dim light even during the day. The wind and rain turned the grasslands into a vast swamp. The Daoist, holding his staff, had already walked far ahead. From the distance, he appeared as nothing more than a small black dot. 0

Yet, despite being dozens of li away, the thunder and lightning in the sky were still visible with incredible clarity. This scene was seared into everyone’s eyes, and no doubt, it would stay with them for a long time.0

The thunder struck the ground, sparking bursts of fire, sending waves of electric serpents scattering. Even demons that transformed into birds were struck by lightning the moment they took flight, instantly incinerated.0

This wasn’t just a battle of magic between the Daoist and the demons. It was clearly a divine being walking the mortal world, purging the filth.0

“We should capture this moment…”0

A member of the Special Talents Division, who enjoyed painting, stared at the distant scene as he muttered to himself. He was deeply shaken by the awe-inspiring sight and profoundly moved by the Daoist’s power and grace, which had already disappeared into the distance.0

It was unclear how much time had passed.0

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