On the quaint and ancient streets of Martial God Village, people bustled about, coming and going.
Lin Lang, Lü Su Ran, and Ding Xinrou walked together.
Their gazes were drawn to martial artists clad in practice uniforms.
The outfits varied in style, yet they all exuded a strong ancient charm.
The martial artists walked with the wind, their movements seemingly imitating ancient heroes, and when they spoke, it was with a refined and scholarly tone, exuding an air of antiquity!
Lin Lang found it amusing—
These people cultivating the Martial Dao likely had been biding their time in modern cities!
Until the apocalypse arrived!
Signifying that their era had finally come!
Hence, they were eager to flaunt their uniqueness!
Proclaiming they would stand proud henceforth!
...
Lü Su Ran's eyes sparkled as she looked around:
"This Martial God Village really has personality! Look at all these peculiar shops along the street."
