"Not bad."
With the city walls complete, the next step was the city gates.
After a brief moment of thought, Ye Lin took two pieces of Starfall Sword Iron, each thirty zhang tall, from his ring.
This iron was a rare material formed only after a meteor struck the earth, endured ten thousand years of earthfire tempering deep within the planet's core, and was then refined by heavenly lightning. It was black as ink throughout, yet specks of starlight flowed across its surface.
Using his mind as the hammer and his Sword Intent as the anvil, he began forging them on the spot.
With every strike, countless sparks burst forth. Each spark that landed became a sword-shaped brand barely an inch long, embedding itself deeply into the city walls.
After forty-nine double-hours, the two city gates took shape.
Sword patterns had naturally formed upon them. The pattern on the left gate resembled the Milky Way pouring down from the Ninth Heaven, while that on the right resembled Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin in worship.
Ye Lin installed the gates. As the two doors closed, the Sword Intent of the entire city abruptly gathered, forming two ancient characters above them.
"Dao Sword!"
But this was only the outer perimeter.
Ye Lin stepped into the city. Beneath his feet lay a vast, empty platform spanning a thousand zhang.
He looked around, already having a complete layout in mind.
"At the center of the city, a giant sword must stand."
The next moment, Ye Lin soared into the air, shooting straight into the Ninth Heaven.
He reached into the layer of fierce winds above the Ninth Heaven, forcibly tore away a piece of Void with the power of a Quasi-Saint, and dragged out a Chaos Sword Embryo a thousand zhang tall.
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