Jiang Ding's vision blurred.
He appeared in the mortal royal capital of a country called Liu, where people thronged the streets. Hawkers cried their wares, opera singers performed, entertainers displayed their skills, and soldiers shouted of an eight-hundred-li urgent dispatch... everything was lifelike.
The heavens and earth around him were incomparably vast, seemingly boundless.
"Spring Breeze Tower."
"The name is vulgar, but its scale is rather grand..."
Jiang Ding said in surprise.
This was an enormous illusion array, displaying a royal capital spanning dozens of li and housing hundreds of thousands of people.
Several tens of thousands of mortals and several thousand cultivators within it were real. Though the rest had been conjured by illusion, even Foundation Establishment Cultivators would find them lifelike and indistinguishable from real people. Golden Core Cultivators would not find it easy to see through them either.
Among those several thousand cultivators were both Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment cultivators. All were beautiful or handsome, playing roles such as the emperor, imperial concubines, ministers, generals, loyal remonstrating officials, treacherous ministers, imperial relatives, escorts entering the capital, spies from enemy states, courtesans...
And so on, each different from the next.
They played their parts with exquisite realism. Aside from being excessively outstanding in appearance, they completely suited their respective identities.
"Report..."
"Three hundred thousand iron cavalry from Liang have launched a massive invasion at the border..."
At that moment, something major was happening here. An enemy nation had invaded in force, and the story had reached this stage, throwing everything into turmoil.
"Impressive."
"They truly love whatever trade they enter."
Jiang Ding watched for a while, then sighed in admiration.
People truly had their own specialties.
If someone like him were placed in this line of work, these people would probably crush him into dregs in an