"First Level of the Foundation Establishment Realm."
A satisfied smile appeared on Tyler's face as he stood on the balcony of the White Dragon Tower. Looking down from nearly nine hundred meters above the ground, the entire Darknow City seemed like a living painting. Cultivators walked through the wide streets below while Dragon Boats flew through the sky in an orderly stream. The White Dragon Tower had become the busiest place in the city, with merchants, cultivators, and travelers coming and going every hour. Even after three months, the excitement surrounding the tower had not diminished in the slightest.
Three months had passed since the suicide attack on the White Dragon Tower.
