Fengdu City was enormous. Its walls alone stood nearly three hundred feet tall, built primarily of black colossal stones three feet long and three feet wide. Special ancient characters had been carved into them, every single stone covered in thousands or even tens of thousands of words. They were passages of scripture, wondrous beyond measure, with the rhythm of the Dao flowing through them and encircling the entire city. Amid this boundless black night, rather than seeming strange and sinister, they instead carried a sense of sanctity.
There were ordinary people in the city, as well as cultivators.
The ordinary people could be set aside for now. Among the cultivators, Li Su actually spotted someone he recognized.
He saw Liang Kong, a disciple of the Interception Sect. They had met once during Wandering Ghost Soul Extinction—the man who had rushed over in haste, seized the Upper Nether Sect cultivators opposing Li Su, and taken them away to sell for money.
Several people stood beside him. Though they wore different clothes, Li Su could sense the same aura from them. Their Dao arts and divine abilities shared common traits; they had likely all cultivated the Heaven-Severing Scripture and were likewise disciples of the Interception Sect.
It was not only them. Li Su also saw disciples of the Buddhist Sect, more than ten of them. Buddhist light shone densely from their bodies, while true scriptures manifested as text and circled around them. They were exceptionally impressive.
There were also people from the Ghost Sect. Their cultivation techniques were highly peculiar. Within this Fengdu, where the aura of the living surged fiercely, they instead radiated an extremely heavy yin aura that gave off a keep-out-the-living feeling.
Although he did not see any disciples of the Western Elucidation Sect, they were presumably among them