As the heart of the Central Continent Domain, and of the True Martial Continent itself, the Holy City was immense.
Beyond the main city, three smaller cities stood guard around it.
Even from afar, the Holy City's vast walls were visible, soaring into the clouds. They seemed to have stood between heaven and earth for countless ages, weathering endless change.
At first glance, Qin Hao mistook them for a Mountain Range of sleeping dragons stretching ten thousand miles. Only when he drew closer did he realize they were the Holy City's walls.
On three sides of those walls stood three somewhat smaller cities.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Figures streaked across the sky.
Some were Saint Martial Grandmasters; others were Venerable Martial Venerables.
On the ground, most were True Martial Warriors.
He saw almost no warriors at the Meridian Opening Realm.
Here, even Venerables seemed to be everywhere.
"The Holy City. I'm finally here." Excitement stirred in Qin Hao's heart.
After two and a half years, he had finally reached the Holy City.
The Azure Flame Grand Tournament would begin here in six months.
"Spirit Martial Academy, the Spirit-Scolding Sect, and Heaven-Piercing Sacred Land are all within the Holy City."
"I can't enter Spirit Martial Academy or the Spirit-Scolding Sect. I'll take a look at Heaven-Piercing Holy Land first."
Qin Hao had heard much about Heaven-Piercing Sacred Land along the way. Now that he had reached the Holy City, he could hardly wait to see it for himself.
At the city gate.
"Line up!"
"Flying is forbidden throughout the city, except in designated areas."
"That applies to everyone. Violators will be severely punished."
"You! Get in line!"
Two rows of Armored Soldiers in silver armor stood imposingly at the foot of the massive city gate, Long Spears in hand.
A middle-aged man