Big, enormous, ridiculously huge!
That was Wang Chen's first impression of Myriad Cultivator City.
This magnificent immortal city rested against a mountain range that soared into the clouds. Pavilions and towers stood row upon row, while buildings of every kind stretched from mist-shrouded mountaintops all the way down to the plains below.
Where they were halted by the curving city walls.
Yet beyond those walls stood countless houses and buildings, spreading all the way to the banks of a great river!
Following the broad Chidao, Wang Chen merged into the bustling crowd.
It felt as though he had returned to the mortal world.
He had spent all this time trekking through the Outer Region, silently traveling alone for the most part.
Now, suddenly arriving in such a lively and prosperous city felt like returning from the wilderness to civilization. He could not help but feel a sense of warmth and attachment, wanting to stay here awhile.
The towering gates of Myriad Cultivator City stood open before him!
Mixed into the crowd, Wang Chen was as inconspicuous as a speck of dust.
There were simply too many cultivators here.
It was said that several hundred thousand cultivators lived permanently in Myriad Cultivator City. Including Martial Artists and mortals, the city's population exceeded a million.
When Wang Chen had arrived earlier, he had seen countless fertile fields reclaimed across the southeastern plains outside the city. Farmhouses and estates dotted the landscape like stars, and who knew how many spirit plant farmers toiled among them.
Interestingly, unlike other immortal cities, Myriad Cultivator City had no checkpoints. No fee was required to enter.
Its welcoming nature was fully revealed in this one regard!
Wang Chen raised his head and saw the black plaque hanging above the city gate.
Four glittering golden characters were engraved