Shi Lang was flying through the void and he soon found a small town. The town appeared to be a tribal camp, he landed on the ground and found many people wearing thick woolen clothes and gathering in front of their houses, huddled around bonfires.
There were children who were making snowmen and Shi Lang was surprised, this place did not appear to be a village in the realm of cultivation, but it seemed to be a place from the mortal world and from the primitive era at that. The Terran was surprised, and then he caught a faint murmur generating from the center of the town.
He smiled and walked forward with a calm step. The people from the town saw him and they bowed respectfully. Shi Lang found it odd and asked one of the elders, "Elder, why are you bowing to me?"
The old man smiled and replied, "Esteemed Immortal, you hold the spear and unlike us common folk you do not need to wear such thick clothes to keep yourself warm. Anyone with power is to be respected."
