There was Dragon Qi and Righteous Qi guarding Lin'an.
They made Lin'an as secure as Mount Tai, so ordinary ghosts and monsters could not approach at all.
Not to mention that within this Dragon Qi and Righteous Qi, there seemed to be some extremely special auras drifting around, protecting and guarding this Imperial City.
After Ding Ling rode his Qilin Horse to the city gate, he dismounted, led the horse, and entered the city with the surging crowd.
Of the two Qilin Horses, he had sent one into the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram. Having one as a mount was enough.
As soon as he entered the city,
all kinds of cries and clamors suddenly filled his ears.
Looking around,
he saw pedestrians everywhere, shoulder to shoulder.
Lin'an was incredibly lively.
After arriving here, Ding Ling's Divine Meditation Technique was compressed once again, and he could only scan an area within a hundred meters.
Just as he had expected,
Dragon Qi and Righteous Qi guarded the skies above Lin'an, as if Mount Tai were crushing down from above. Ordinary mortals felt nothing, but cultivators felt extremely oppressed.
The higher one's cultivation, the stronger this pressure became.
Thinking of the Great Song Emperor who had made even Bai Suzhen say a few good words, Ding Ling understood.
Needless to say,
this mortal world was certainly different from the mortal dust of the Lower Realm. It possessed its own special power; otherwise, how could it make so many monsters and cultivators wary?
Ding Ling was very curious about this power, so he found an inn and temporarily settled there.
Several days had already passed.
Players and Ascenders had gradually revealed themselves.
Ding Ling had no need to hurry to look for Bai Suzhen or Xu Xian. It was meaningless.
His fundamental goal