In addition, what surprised Zhang Pengyun even more was the words spoken by the old man just now.
"Super race..." He turned around again and looked at the Wanxiang Protoss who had improved their formation, feeling as if a storm was rising in his heart.
There are only a few super races in the entire universe.
These races are sparsely populated and therefore very rare.
Any member of a super race who appears will be a hotly debated talent, with all forces competing for it.
Previously at the border gate, when he saw the strange race of the Wanxiang God Clan, he mistakenly thought it was some new race, a newly evolved existence.
The truth turned out to be beyond his imagination, a super race?
There are so many existences that all the worlds in the world will scramble to snatch.
Moreover, the work these super races are doing here is to improve and strengthen the formations on ordinary buildings in the imperial city.
If it were spread, who would dare to believe it.
Zhang Pengyun staggered back two steps, returned to the streets of the imperial city, and swallowed.
For a moment, he was slightly in a daze.
He continued to walk in the imperial city, looking at the surrounding scenery and watching the imperial city being occupied by the common people.
For a moment, he even suspected that he was really walking in an imperial city's power and not walking among the common people.
Zhang Pengyun even had the illusion that he was walking in a large Holy Land sect, and the people walking around were not ordinary people, but Holy Land disciples and disciples of the sect.
All the people are physically strong, have smiles on their faces, and walk as fast as flying.
The surrounding buildings are all shining with the light of the formation, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely rich.
When the spiritual energy ripples with each other, a dense air will rise, which is very colorful and beautiful.
In line with the surrounding scenery, people are coming and going in the air.
Patrolling flying boats, armored patrol guards, and rare and exotic beasts being controlled by humans.
Different races talked with each other and discussed the content.
People from different realms bring different products there to sell.
There are also people who come to practice and study, walking together, discussing the qualifications to join the Soft Society and when they will be approved.
In a daze, Zhang Pengyun felt like he had arrived in a fairyland on earth.
His hands were shaking even more.
Even if the Xuanfu Mountain Territory hides the Tianji ruins, it won't reach this level, right?
While walking, Zhang Pengyun suddenly stopped.
He saw a group of figures in blue and white robes, sweating and busy on an avenue.
This group of figures is sweeping the streets, cleaning buildings, and helping passers-by solve their problems.
And some places that needed repairs were done by themselves.
They are very serious in everything they do.
He even had to lie down on the ground and scrub the street carefully, wishing he could polish the floor tiles until they shine.
The clothes of this group of people have words printed on their backs.
"Reform well and become a new person."
On the front it says...
"Pay for your sins with labor, cleanse your soul with sweat."
What's even more outrageous is that Zhang Pengyun discovered that this group of people was actually the cannon fodder Wuling Army from Zangmu's side in the Void Battlefield. They were the most ruthless and fearless three-blood lineage who valued the glory of warriors.
The blood pattern clan, the blood resentment clan and the blood surge clan.
But this group of people, without shackles on their bodies, were working there willingly, with pious expressions and even more words in their mouths.
He even saw with his own eyes that the tall and powerful Blood Pattern tribe carefully coaxed a child and led him to search for his lost relatives.
Each and every one of them chanted the words "the most benevolent and the most benevolent".
Zhang Pengyun looked at it, his scalp was numb and his whole body was cold.
In the past, it was not that they had never caught people from the Wuling Army, nor had they never caught guys with three bloods and one bloodline.
All of them are tough-minded and would rather die than surrender.
But these war lunatics are now like good babies, doing good deeds and being good people.
Are you still confessing your sins and shouting slogans?
"Something's wrong, something's not right with this imperial domain." Zhang Pengyun wiped away his sweat and his face turned slightly pale.
Even if he is very cunning and cunning.
After pretending to deceive others for so many years, I have to set up three layers of trump cards to confuse others.
But he couldn't stand the impact in front of him.
"Is this traveler feeling unwell?" Suddenly, a concerned inquiry sounded in front of him.
Zhang Pengyun raised his head and found that at some point, a guy from the Blood Pattern Clan had arrived in front of him.
In his hand, he was holding a cup of tea.
"This tea is grown in the eighth branch of our Qingyan Breeding Farm. It has a refreshing fragrance and nourishes the mind. Seeing that your hair is sweating and your face is red, I'm afraid you are too hot."
"The Imperial Realm is rich in spiritual energy. You foreign travelers often encounter such things."
As he said this, the Blood Pattern Clan handed the tea in his hand to Zhang Pengyun in front of him.
Looking at the gentle-tongued Blood Mark Clan in front of him, Zhang Pengyun felt a little uncomfortable. He reached out to take the tea and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking it, as the other person said, the tea contained spiritual energy and made my whole body feel comfortable after drinking it.
"Good tea!" Zhang Pengyun couldn't help but praise.
"When you feel comfortable, you'll be fine." The blood-marked tribe took back the tea cup and spoke with a smile.
Zhang Pengyun looked at the blood-striped tribe in front of him who seemed to have changed his temperament, and couldn't help but said: "What's the matter with the robe you are wearing, and what are you doing?"
"Our family has committed great sins, which are difficult to repay. Death is too easy, and we are ashamed of the world." The Blood Pattern Clan looked pious and shook his head, "We can only use this sinful body to do some superficial good deeds to accumulate virtue for our family.
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After saying that, the blood-marked tribe saluted again, returned to the ranks of their own tribe, and continued to work.
Zhang Pengyun stood there dumbfounded and shocked.
There is a big problem in this imperial territory!
So weird, so scary.
Is that still the Blood Pattern Clan?
Your brain has been changed!
After a while.
Zhang Pengyun was sitting in the restaurant. After ordering food and drinks, he eavesdropped on the conversations around him while waiting.
This is simply the most perfect place to collect information.
Just looking at the table in front of him, Zhang Pengyun still felt uneasy.
What he saw and heard after entering the Imperial Domain was far beyond his imagination.
It was impacting his mind all the time.
"It's strange to say that we really can't get the news from all over the world." An outside businessman suddenly opened his mouth to discuss with his companions.
"Indeed, the communication formations are cut off, and the void route is also confused. I heard that a caravan wants to leave, but it is spinning in circles!"
"A formation master has assessed that there is no way to break through this strange circle if you are not in the 23rd level of Taoist realm."
"This blockade is really strange. I haven't discovered it before. I heard that someone from the Imperial Territory has already gone out to investigate."
"Oh, there are so many powerful people in the Imperial Domain, who took action?"
"Who else could it be? Naturally, he is the most anxious one."
"Hahaha, are you talking about the senior Yan Emperor, the four emperors under the Human Emperor?"
"Speaking of which, this old man attaches great importance to reputation. Now that he has reappeared, his reputation cannot be passed on. I'm so worried."
"That's right, I heard that the old man even went to the boundary to show up in person, just because he wanted his appearance to spread throughout the world."
"If his old man hadn't been so naughty, no intelligence dealer would have wanted to leave."
"That's right, if word spreads about such a good place like the Imperial Territory, the competition will be huge. Just talk about the quota for the Soft Association. It will be difficult for us outsiders to join!"
Zhang Pengyun's breathing almost stopped and his pupils shrank.