Xiao Yun did not take the city gate. His Flying Sword rose higher, crossed over the city wall, and flew straight into the city.
Looking down from the sky, Star Luo City's layout was completely different from Heaven Dou City's.
Heaven Dou City's streets wound and twisted, its houses arranged in a graceful disorder, every corner carrying a sense of elegance and ease.
Star Luo City's streets ran straight and square, like a chessboard. All the buildings were blocky and rigid, giving off a tough, fierce feeling.
Most of the houses on both sides of the street were built from stone, low and sturdy, with flat roofs unlike the pointed, tiled houses of Heaven Dou City.
Patrolling soldiers moved along the streets, wearing uniform armor, their steps orderly, their sabers and swords drawn.
This city's night did not have the softness or haze of Heaven Dou City. There was only a sharp, killing vigilance, as if it was ready for battle at any moment.
At the center of the city was the imperial palace district, occupying an enormous area, with high walls, deep courtyards, and lights blazing everywhere.
The roof of the main hall was paved with golden glazed tiles, giving off a Dark Gold gleam beneath the moonlight. The side halls on either side were slightly lower, but their presence was no less impressive.
Several tall Stone Pillars stood in the square before the hall, their shafts carved with all kinds of beast patterns.
Around the square were palace walls guarded with extreme strictness. Every few steps, an attendant guard stood holding a halberd.
Farther away stood several towers, their tops lit with lamps like eyes that never went out, watching over the entire city.
Xiao Yun hovered above the imperial palace, his Spiritual Sense stretching downward like invisible