Its exterior resembled the sort of antique architecture steeped in old-world charm.
Its surface was immensely simple and unadorned.
Dark yellow was its primary color, embellished with countless statues and carved figures.
It was said that none of the figures depicted upon it were illusory; they were all people who had once come to Tianxia Tower to seek divinations and fortunes.
They had later all risen to fame throughout the Yan Chi Dynasty.
It was precisely because of these living advertisements that Tianxia Tower and Qian Kun Hall had become so renowned.
After all, not every fortune-teller possessed such consistently reliable ability.
Generation after generation of powerful figures had emerged under their prophecies.
As a result, not only the common folk, but even official channels—
Including the imperial family, had many people who believed in Qian Kun Hall.
Whenever they faced something uncertain, they would seek the Hall Master of Qian Kun Hall for counsel.
Even the Imperial Lord was like this, let alone those beneath him.
It was precisely this situation
That gave Qian Kun Hall such lofty status.
When Xu Zimo and the others arrived, they were immediately affected by the atmosphere here.
They saw tens of thousands of people gathered around Tianxia Tower.
Even though flying was no longer prohibited,
The place still appeared incredibly crowded.
The crowds below, along with the masses treading through the air overhead, were densely packed as far as the eye could see.
Describing it as a mountain of people and a sea of humanity would not have been an exaggeration.
"There are so many people," Su Qianyuan exclaimed.
"I didn't lie to you, did I? This is definitely one of the liveliest places around."
Leng Xiaoxiao replied with a smile.
"With so many people, if we have to queue up, when