Looking at the ancient city in the distance, Wang Xian turned to Gu Yue Ling and Zhao Qianhao and asked, "There's civilization in the Primordial World?"
Since entering the Primordial World, they had encountered many native beings, but those beings had mostly been powerful creatures or tribes. They could not truly be called a civilization.
The ancient city in the distance was different. Even from so far away, Wang Xian could still see how lively it was.
There were many cultivators from the outside world in that city, but there were also large numbers of natives who were clearly born in the Primordial World.
"I'm not sure."
Gu Yue Ling looked curiously at the ancient city in the distance. Her family's records contained no mention of civilizations within the Primordial World, nor any record of that ancient city.
"My family has no records either."
Zhao Qianhao shook his head.
"I've never heard of it either."
Wu Yue also shook her head.
"Then let's go take a look."
Wang Xian made the decision.
Naturally, no one objected.
With a destination in mind, they sped up and arrived before the ancient city's southern gate in just a few breaths.
A large number of cultivators had gathered before the city gate. What surprised Wang Xian's group was that these cultivators, who had also come from the outside world, had actually formed two orderly lines and entered the city with remarkable politeness.
Since everyone else was lining up, Wang Xian's group naturally did not make an exception. They casually joined the back of one of the lines.
While waiting, Wang Xian tried to probe the situation ahead with his divine sense, only to discover that it could not penetrate the city at all. He could only get a rough view of the city from