There was only one city near Sword Lake.
It was called Center City.
The enormous city formed a ring around Sword Lake, with the thirty-six Sword Master Peaks farther out.
Chen Lin found this strange, too.
All the Sword Masters were stationed here to guard Sword Lake and protect the Sword Woman.
Under normal circumstances,
the Sword Masters' residences should have been on the inside, with the city outside them.
Otherwise, with dragons and fish mingling in the city and no strict checks at the gates, anyone harboring ill intentions could easily reach Sword Lake.
Even if the Sword Woman was powerful enough to face no danger, frequent disturbances would still be unwelcome.
Yet the city lay inside, and the Sword Masters' residences outside, as though it was the city they were protecting.
Still, this meant few dared cause trouble in the city. Even Grandmasters had to obediently follow the rules.
The market.
Chen Lin walked along the street with interest, surveying the assorted shops on either side.
This place truly deserved to be called Center City. It was extraordinarily bustling, and more than half the people wore Sword Robes. Each carried an imposing air and sharp Sword Will, making him feel as though he had stepped into a world of Sword Immortals.
No.
It was a world of Sword Immortals!
Sword Guests corresponded to the Void Realm, and outside this place, those in the Void Realm could be called celestials and deities.
It was no exaggeration to say Sword Immortals were everywhere here.
What amazed Chen Lin most, however, was how quickly the beings here cultivated.
Their speed simply defied belief.
White-Clothed Swordsmen in their twenties were everywhere.
Sword Guests around a hundred years old were also common.
Grandmasters two or three hundred years old and Sword Masters under