Late at night, the moon was shining brightly in the sky. A fierce figure was flying slowly through the air.
The fierce figure was a vicious beast, and that beast was shaped like a mosquito countless times larger than a normal one.
On the back of the mosquito stood one person. This person had a head of long hair that flowed elegantly in the air. He had his hands behind his back while standing on the back of the mosquito. His clothes made him look like a very upstanding person.
This person was Wang Lin.
The mosquito slowly closed in on a city below it. This was where the mortal capital city of the country of Zhou was located.
The city was filled with tall buildings and there was a river running through its center going from north to south. There were many boats on this river, and although it was 3 AM, there were lights coming from inside the boats as well as the laughter of women, making this place look even more luxurious.