Within Linjing City,
the streets were crowded with people, the flow of pedestrians weaving together like a brocade.
Above the towering buildings, Void Realm experts could occasionally be seen riding sword lights, darting across the high sky overhead.
This was perhaps because the Wind Thunder Pavilion and the Eastern Continent Martial Arts Alliance had temporarily ceased hostilities,
causing Linjing City, the central hub of the Thirty-Six Domains of the Eastern Continent, to flourish with extreme prosperity at this moment.
Yang Qingyun's figure appeared high above Linjing. He seemed to stand beyond the Nine Heavens, separated by a layer of extradimensional space, giving off the feeling of looking down upon the heavens and earth.
His gaze swept over Linjing City below. At the same time, he saw the five enormous peaks of different colors suspended high above the city center.
A trace of emotion involuntarily rose from the depths of his heart.
This was his first time setting foot in this area again after twenty years.
Recalling the past, when he had first arrived in Linjing, he had only been at the Great Grandmaster Realm. At that time, he had passed through this place while plotting a fallback route for his sect.
Back then, amid this vast city, he had been like an insignificant ant among the teeming masses. He could only raise his head and look up as Void Realm supreme experts swept across the high sky, his heart filled with immense envy and hope that one day he, too, could earn the right to stand in the heavens.
Now, twenty years had passed,
and Linjing City was still Linjing City,
but the city was countless times more prosperous than it had been twenty years ago,
and the strength of the martial artists
far surpassed that of the past.
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