Fallen God City was a small frontier city in the Northern Region. It was not particularly prosperous, but it possessed the heritage unique to the Central Plains. Lin Yao and Star-Seizing Old Ghost rested in the city for a night before setting out for the Soul Hall Northern Domain Hub Hall the next day.
Lin Yao did not rush onward. Instead, under Star-Seizing Old Ghost's guidance, he slowed his pace as they traveled between the Official Roads and cities of the Northern Domain of Central Plains. Everywhere he looked, there were broad roads, majestic cities, and endless streams of people. The concentration of natural energy was several times greater than in the northwest, and even the air was permeated by a rich energy aura that refreshed the mind. Along the way, three Dou Wang experts rode flying magical beasts over their heads. Such figures would have been powerful enough to dominate an area in the northwest, yet in the Central Plains, they were merely insignificant characters.
This is only the frontier of the Central Plains, yet its foundation is already this profound, Lin Yao thought in amazement. No wonder people always say that the Central Plains are the true stage of this world.
Star-Seizing Old Ghost smiled beside him. "Once you have stayed in the Central Plains for a while, young friend Lin Yao, you will discover that this place and the northwest are entirely different worlds. Those so-called factions in the northwest would mostly fail to even rank as third-rate here. The ones that truly dominate a region are the Four Pavilion, the Ancient Eight Clans, and certain hidden sects. Any one of them could easily crush every faction in the northwest."
Lin Yao did not reply. He merely turned his gaze toward the faint outlines of distant mountain