The sky was a dull gray, the sun dim and hazy.
Tall buildings towered above, and the street was filled with bustling traffic.
Among the crowd by the roadside, a tall, skinny man wearing a cheap gray suit stood dazedly.
He swayed slightly every time passersby bumped into him.
He stood there for a long moment, before finally raising his right hand to look at the back of it.
The black mark on the back of his hand was clearly visible, still there.
“I'm back?” Yu Hong stared at his familiar physique.
Everything that had been strengthened before was now restored to its original state.
Yet he still felt the tremendous flow of super-Saint power within him.
Yes, the Saint power from before, reinforced by the original physical body, had risen to an unprecedented level.
He called it super-Saint power.
“Although I’m back, can I still quietly live confined in such a small basin?” he asked himself in his heart.
Yearning to return, yet upon actually returning, his heart was filled with confusion and emptiness.
“First, I should go see my parents.”
He looked around, didn’t use any abilities, and simply raised his hand to hail a taxi.
Once inside the taxi, he headed straight for his home.
“Buddy, you look pale, almost too white. Maybe you should go see a doctor?” The taxi driver was quite a warm-hearted man.