Wusteria was the largest city Jared had ever seen.
“Mr. Yorba,” Jared asked, still taking in the sight of the people frozen on both sides of the street, “Why did everyone stop moving when we entered?”
Ezequiel smiled. “It’s a rule in Allardland, designed to prevent assassination attempts. In such a vast empire, there’s always the risk of ill-intentioned individuals. This way, no one is allowed to make a move while we pass through, and any sudden movement would be considered an attack.”
Hearing that, Jared was left speechless.
While the method seemed harsh, it was undeniably effective. In the mortal world, similar precautions were taken when important figures were on the move, with roads cleared and access restricted. It seemed the Ethereal realm and the mundane world weren’t so different after all. It was just that everyone in the Ethereal Realm was a spiritual energy cultivator. With so many of them available, the rarity and demand was significantly diminished.
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