Profound Yang Ancient City!

Beyond the last peak of the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range, the view suddenly opened up.

Li Qingshan stood on the mountaintop and gazed out. A vast plain stretched before him, its fertile fields reaching ten thousand miles, rivers crisscrossing beneath a haze of immortal energy.

Towns and villages dotted the plain like scattered stars. Cooking smoke curled upward, and the calls of chickens and dogs carried between settlements. Peace lay over everything.

At the center of the plain stood an enormous ancient city. Its walls rose a thousand zhang high, built entirely from golden immortal stone. They glittered beneath the sun, making the city look like a slumbering golden beast crouched upon the earth.

Profound Yang Ancient City.

It was the largest city in the eastern Great Qian Immortal Kingdom. A Golden Immortal guarded it, making it the eastern bulwark of the kingdom's heartland.

Li Qingshan let out a long breath. The boulder that had weighed on his heart for over a month finally fell away.

At last.

He soared into the sky and flew toward Profound Yang Ancient City.

At the city gate, people came and went in a bustling stream.

There were cultivators in Daoist robes, warriors clad in armor, riders mounted on Immortal Beasts, and merchants pushing immortal carts.

The gate guards wore golden armor and held long halberds. Standing solemnly at their posts, they carefully checked everyone entering and leaving the city.

Li Qingshan joined the line to enter and waited patiently. When his turn came, a guard glanced at him and asked, "Name, background, and reason for entering the city?"

"Li Qingshan. Rogue Cultivator. I fled here from the east."

The guard nodded, asked nothing more, and waved him through.

Plenty of cultivators had fled from the direction of Heavenly Sea City lately. The guards