Before them stood a majestic, imposing city.
Above the city, a transparent Long Sword towered in midair.
Sword Qi radiated from all around the city, crisscrossing in every direction.
Two giant swords were carved above an enormous city gate, a hundred meters tall and fifty meters wide.
Even a brief look was enough to make one's eyes sting.
Below, cultivators obediently walked into the city on foot.
That was because flying was forbidden in Divine Sword City.
As the second most powerful force in Tianhe Prefecture, Divine Sword City's authority was beyond anyone's reach to challenge.
Like the other cultivators, Ye Lin walked along the ground, step by step toward the city.
Once he entered, the scene before him suddenly opened up.
Long Swords were carved into the ground, and the surrounding buildings were all decorated with carvings of Long Swords.
Ye Lin couldn't help but marvel. It truly was a place every sword cultivator yearned to visit.
And that was before even counting the Sword Qi drifting through the air.
Leave a pig in Divine Sword City for a thousand years, and by the end of it, even it would be swinging a Long Sword around.
The disciples who cultivated in Divine Sword City day in and day out were another matter entirely.
Ye Lin followed the crowd onward. Divine Sword City was so vast that he couldn't see its end.
He had no idea where he was supposed to go, but following the crowd was a safe bet.
After walking for two whole hours, the crowd reached a huge plaza.
Rows of seats surrounded the plaza, much like those in a soccer stadium, with no real difference.
But the plaza itself was enormous, hundreds or even thousands of times larger than a soccer field.
As cultivators, however, they