Chapter 754 Distant Duel

• At the same moment, far away on a bustling Cadrexia avenue, Pedro stepped into daylight. Several disciples flanked him, all clad in the Ascension Sanctuary's antique robes—silk whites, cloud-blue trims, silver belts.
• Their archaic dress drew every passing eye. Some bystanders lifted phones, certain a historical drama was being filmed right there amid the traffic and neon signs.
• Pedro studied the river of cars, the mirrored glass towers, the blinking billboards. Wonder flickered across features normally carved from granite.