Figures already stood atop Ancient Gate City's towering walls, silently watching the direction from which the spirit ships approached.
Their expressions were all exceptionally grave as they stood motionless in the dimly lit places.
An oppressive atmosphere spread, and the air seemed so frozen that the cultivators found it hard to breathe.
If not for their gleaming eyes, they might have been mistaken for scarecrows.
Liu Yu and the others from the Chu Kingdom spotted them. The five spirit ships were so conspicuous that they, too, had naturally been discovered.
"Ancient Gate Immortal-Fate City."
Aboard the spirit ships, the cultivators of the five sects swiftly surveyed the immortal city. Some had flickering gazes, their thoughts impossible to guess.
Watching the enormous city draw ever closer, Liu Yu focused all his attention.
He took his magical artifacts from his Storage Bag to prepare himself, holding the Thick Earth Sky-Supporting Umbrella in his left hand and the Profound Departure Sword in his right. He kept them partially activated, ready to attack or defend at any moment.
At the same time, Jiang Qiushui beside him brought out her Golden Steel Banner and Silver Hairpin magical artifact, poised to act. Yan Kai and Cui Liang also gripped their own magical artifacts and concentrated.
The Chu Kingdom cultivators aboard the five spirit ships all knew the purpose of this journey, so they brought out their magical artifacts in unison, ready to face a great battle.
Only a handful remained languid and casual. It was unclear whether their skill gave them courage or whether they simply had no regard for their lives.
It should be the former.
Liu Yu's expression remained unchanged as his gaze discreetly swept over those seemingly relaxed figures.
These cultivators who remained composed before a great battle were either among the Three