"Fantasy Capital lies ahead. All who approach, halt."
As they walked on, an enormous, bizarre structure appeared before them. Just how bizarre was it? Unlike an ordinary city, its entire shape was a square.
It was sealed shut on all sides, resembling a cube. Had Ye Lin not seen living beings entering and leaving from below, he truly would not have recognized it as a city.
Just as Ye Lin was about to cross over the city, he was stopped. A middle-aged man in black robes appeared before him.
He held his head high, looking down imperiously upon Ye Lin and the others.
"Fantasy Capital?"
Upon hearing those words, Ye Lin's lips curled upward. Didn't the panel say that Bao Xiaotou had obtained the inheritance of a First-Rank Dao Formation Master from Fantasy Capital?
It seemed he had found the right place.
"What are you still standing around for? If you wish to enter Fantasy Capital, you must pass through the city gate. The City Lord has expressly decreed that outsiders may not travel through the air."
"Fantasy Capital is the very heart of the entire Fantasy Continent. It is far beyond comparison with your backwater, poverty-stricken little places. In those backwaters of yours, a Fantasy Sect might perhaps count as some great figure."
"But here, a Fantasy Sect is just an ordinary person."
Seeing Ye Lin and the others standing motionlessly where they were, the middle-aged man sneered again.
Hearing this, Ye Lin suddenly understood. So this fellow had taken them for powerful experts from some small place?
He also knew what the Fantasy Sect the man spoke of was. Along the way, his divine sense had covered everything, so naturally he knew what this so-called Fantasy Sect was.
The cultivation system of the Fantasy Continent differed somewhat from