The central thoroughfare had the greatest flow of cultivators. Countless Cultivators arriving from all over descended from the sky amid scattered Spirit Light, landing outside the city entrance.
Air travel was forbidden—a rule found in most major cities and prefectures.
These cultivators had arrived as Escaping Light, so there was no need to dock their flying artifacts.
Most of them were Rogue Cultivators.
Seeing the constant stream of people here, yet everything remaining orderly, there were surely corresponding coercive measures in place to ensure that the cultivator community obediently followed the regulations.
Lu Qing patted his Flying Boat and merged into the second thoroughfare.
He likewise descended from the sky. With a flicker of his figure, the Flying Boat vanished into his Storage Ring.
He did not possess some grand Immortal boat or jeweled carriage. The flying artifacts docked in the sky each bore a special mark on their exterior.
It represented the faction to which they belonged.
Those who traveled so ostentatiously and docked here without fearing others' covetous gazes clearly had confidence in themselves.
Whether in cultivation or background, they were no small figures.
It was Lu Qing's first time in Nether Province. Judging from the scene outside Yingxian City, the city's aura was majestic and imposing. At first glance, it was clear that this was no small city or prefecture.
Setting aside everything else, that demon beast thoroughfare alone was enough to leave one marveling.
So many varieties of demon beasts carried people along. Unlike the spirit beasts and spirit birds people usually favored for travel, they naturally exuded a fierce, baleful, and savage air. That wild forest-bandit aura made even some passing Rogue Cultivators feel a measure of alarm.
After Lu Qing entered the city, the view suddenly opened up. The city roads were incomparably broad,