Yuantian City stood in Five Elements Province, one of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces. Even on ordinary days, it was a grand city, with cultivators streaming to and fro.
Over the past few days, however, the entire city seemed ready to burst beneath the surging crowds. Its boiling clamor rose straight into the clouds.
Dressed in an unremarkable gray-white cloth robe, Mu Chen concealed every trace of his aura and walked slowly along the broad main street.
The bustle in the city surpassed that of any ordinary grand gathering.
Pavilions and shops lined both sides of the street like the teeth of a comb, treasure light glimmering within. Hawkers' cries mingled with animated discussions as Mu Chen discreetly gathered information.
"The Origin Heaven Secret Realm... is about to open..."
"Chosen prodigies from the immortal great sects of every province are gathering..."
"I have a copy of the Primordial Ancient Scripture here, recording Yuantian Heavenly Sovereign's entire life. If you want to enter the secret realm and seek fortune, this bone scripture is indispensable. You must study it closely..."
Understanding flashed through Mu Chen's eyes. So this was the point in time his descent had been anchored to.
To avoid detection, he had traveled far from his arrival point, crossing more than a hundred provinces, only to happen upon this place.
In Perfect World's original course of events, this had been a convergence of great forces of some significance, drawing young prodigies from every side to compete in bloody battles.
Of every ten people walking the streets, seven or eight possessed impressive auras and eyes gleaming with vitality. They were clearly accomplished cultivators, the runic treasure light circulating around them revealing their extraordinary nature.
"Taotie, Pixiu, True Hou, Golden-Winged Roc, Azure Luan..." Mu Chen's thoughts stirred as his perception swept over