Qin Yan could not help but marvel inwardly.
As expected of one of the foremost cities in the Mystic Realm.
This was only the eastern district, yet it already possessed such grandeur.
If this were the entirety of Mystic City, what kind of sight would it be?
He continued down the road for a while before coming to a stop.
Before him stood an enormous structure.
The building was circular, covering several hundred mu of land. It towered into the clouds, majestic and imposing.
The entire structure was built from blue-gray boulders, each one inscribed with densely packed runes that emitted a faint glow.
Its outer walls narrowed upward in tiers. Every level had enormous arched windows, through which light and shadowy figures could vaguely be seen.
At the very top was a massive dome, engraved with a vast mural—countless martial artists engaged in fierce combat, fist shadows, sword light, and saber radiance intertwined. It was lifelike and awe-inspiring.
Above the entrance were five grand, sweeping characters—Heavenly Arena.
Two guards stood before the gate.
They wore black battle armor and carried longsabers at their waists, standing as straight as pine trees.
They stood there expressionlessly, their gazes sharp as lightning as they vigilantly scanned everything around them.
They radiated formidable auras; both possessed cultivation of at least the Sixth Grade.
Qin Yan stepped forward, only to be stopped by the two guards.
"Heavenly Arena. Unauthorized personnel are not permitted inside."
One of the guards spoke coldly, his voice devoid of emotion.
His hand was already resting on the hilt of his saber, ready to strike at any moment.
"I am a new disciple of the Mystic Sanctuary, and I have accepted a commission from your arena."
As he spoke, Qin Yan displayed his Token.
When the two guards saw Qin