From afar, Angel Wu saw the commercial street in the South District, already in chaos.
Some Awakeners with the ability to fly or equipped with flight gear had already taken to the skies, flying towards the distance. The rest were either fleeing madly to distant places or attempting to counterattack.
On the main avenue of the commercial street, a white-clad Bai Qi was slowly walking forward, occasionally swinging his Longsword.
Then, several Awakeners would scream and fall.
His pace was not fast; in fact, it could be described as leisurely, like someone wandering and sightseeing in a park.
Yet inexplicably, every swing of his sword always managed to slay several Awakeners!
As Angel Wu's gaze landed on Bai Qi, Bai Qi also lifted his head and looked towards the sky in the distance.
Across several kilometers, where people were mere specks, Angel Wu's gaze intersected with Bai Qi's in mid-air.