Resting for the Time Being

"To show reverence for that Dou Di expert, flying is expressly forbidden within a thousand zhang of Ancient Saint City. Let's proceed on foot as well. If we fly any closer, the Dou Di pressure within that light barrier will only grow more piercing."

Xiao Ling turned his head and gave Xiao Yan a slight nod. Before his words had even faded, he quietly withdrew the Dou Qi around him and descended toward the ground first.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan immediately reined in his airborne momentum and landed steadily right behind him.

The instant their feet touched the ground below, both of them gathered their breath. Their steps left afterimages in their wake as they shot toward the ancient city enveloped in a pale golden barrier like two arrows released from a bow, moving even faster than they had while flying.

Only when they neared the gates of Ancient Saint City did Xiao Ling and Xiao Yan gradually slow down, finally stopping at the edge of the crowd.

Ancient Saint City was no ordinary city. Only those holding Ancient Clan invitations could enter; even visitors of tremendous strength could only stand outside and stare helplessly at its gates.

Although the entry verification procedures were rather cumbersome, the Ancient Clan's reputation for intimidating the entire Dou Qi Continent ensured that the gates remained orderly. No one dared cause trouble here.

The two followed the flow of people forward at an unhurried pace. After about the time it took to burn half an incense stick, they finally reached the city gates.

Glancing around, they saw nearly a hundred guards clad in Mysterious Black Armor standing on each side of the gates. They held spears gleaming with cold light, their bodies straight as pines, even their breathing perfectly synchronized.

The guards' gazes were