As he thought this, the Spirit Boat had already drawn close to that thick curtain of light. Seen from nearby, its grandeur and surging vitality could be felt all the more clearly. The Spirit Stones consumed to keep it running were definitely an astronomical figure; ordinary old monsters of the Dongxuan Realm probably could not bear such a burden. Only a superpower like the Holy City would dare be so extravagant.
However, the light curtain was not completely sealed. Around it stood no fewer than several dozen entrances shaped like arched city gates, allowing cultivators to enter and leave.
And before each "city gate" stood a squad of nearly a hundred immortal cultivators.
They wore armor and held Long Spears, and their cultivation was not weak either. The captain and vice-captain in charge were both Nascent Soul Realm cultivators. Besides them, twenty of the remaining men were Core Condensation Realm cultivators, while the rest of the armored soldiers all had cultivation in the middle to late Foundation Establishment stage.
Lin Xuan had seen many kinds of great immortal-cultivation cities, but this was the first time he had personally witnessed one guarded so tightly. How should he put it...
It had truly broadened his horizons.
Whether entering the city or going out from within, everyone had to undergo inspection. This was only normal. With the situation tense to such a degree, they naturally had to prevent spies from the Sea Race or Demon Race from slipping in like fish in muddy waters.
Every one of those gatekeeping cultivators held a disc-shaped magic artifact. Though it did not look eye-catching, it had been developed by the formation masters of the Holy City.
The three races of human, sea, and demon had stood in a tripartite balance for several hundred years, fighting countless