Several days later, Li Qingyuan flew tens of thousands of miles aboard a Wind Spirit Boat before finally catching sight of a city of boundless splendor—majestic, vast, and seemingly endless.
"Three Joys Immortal City, a thousand-li stronghold. It truly lived up to its name."
Three Joys Immortal City was simply too large—far too large.
It stretched roughly a thousand li in both length and width, several hundred kilometers across. From afar, it seemed boundless, its structures soaring into the clouds. Within the city, "the sea receives a hundred rivers"; layered peaks rose one after another, while winding rivers curled through the land.
A long river ran east to west through the city. Mountain peaks rose and fell in succession, palace buildings towered into the skies, and cultivators traveled by Sword Flight, flew through the air, or rode flying artifacts.
The city walls stood a thousand zhang high, its gates a hundred zhang tall.
Dressed in a flowing azure robe, Li Qingyuan drifted down gracefully, looking nothing remarkable among the cultivators coming and going.
The facts proved that leaving the Sea Domain Archipelago had been the right choice.
Three Joys Immortal City was merely a city built by a Late-Stage Core Formation cultivator atop a Third-grade Spirit Vein, merely a gathering place for rogue cultivators of the Yue Kingdom—yet it already possessed such magnificent grandeur.
Nascent Soul Sects and Nascent Soul families must surely be even more awe-inspiring.
Only after witnessing many things with one's own eyes could one feel them in one's heart and truly understand what it meant to sense the infinity of the universe and the smallness of a single grain in the vast sea.
Only cultivators like them, who had witnessed heaven and earth, climbed towering mountains, and crossed the Vast Sea, could conquer the myriad sights