"Heavens, is this Great Xia's foremost martial holy land? I feel like cultivating here would double the speed of my progress!" someone cried out, his face filled with shock.
Xu Yang was far from the only one who felt this way.
Everyone sensed that this place was better suited to cultivation, as though some invisible restraint had vanished and something indescribable had taken its place.
Someone even shouted that he had sensed his realm barrier, his face flushed with excitement.
The Spirit Bone Prodigies all released the suppression on their spirit bones, allowing them to ravenously absorb the energy in the air.
His spirit bone instinctively conveyed the same desire, as though urging him to stop suppressing it, but he forcibly resisted.
They strode to the ship's rail, and the full view of Great Xia's Kyoto finally unfolded before their eyes.
Looking down from the Dragon Ship, they saw purple qi churning below, cascading waterfalls and drifting clouds, mountain ranges reclining like enormous dragons, and peaks thrusting into the heavens.
After they passed through a bank of clouds, the skyward-surging purple qi abruptly vanished, revealing a vast, magnificent city.
The city was as immense as an unbroken mountain range, stretching to either side like a black line. Even looking down from high above, they could not see its ends.
Behind walls more than a dozen zhang high stood soaring palaces and mystic towers, with dazzling, gold-adorned pavilions and terraces.
Broad streets paved with white jade crisscrossed the enormous city, dividing it into squares. The streets could accommodate more than a dozen carriages abreast, yet they were filled with people who looked like ants.
Even more astonishing were the palaces that floated directly in the air like heavenly courts, wreathed in auspicious clouds and radiant colors. Brilliant light shone from them,