The vast city was built of five-colored coral stone, its appearance quite unlike the forms commonly seen on the Eastern Maitreya continent, and sat firmly upon the boundless waves.
It was enormous, covering more than a thousand li.
Painted beams and soaring eaves filled the city in a riot of colors, while golden roofs and ornamental tassels gleamed brilliantly. Singing terraces, dancing pavilions, wine markets, and pleasure houses could be found everywhere, making it a scene of extraordinary bustle and prosperity.
At each of the four corners of Guangrong Immortal City stood a white jade pillar reaching halfway to the heavens, its body supported by clouds and densely covered in Tadpole Script.
As light and shadow shifted, those tadpole characters changed along with them, making them impossible to see clearly...
At present, however, another magnificent ceremonial archway stood outside the immortal city, adorned with colored silk.
A Qilin Lamp hung at its center, particularly conspicuous.
Dozens of people stood guard at the archway. Whenever an unfamiliar face sought entry into the immortal city, they insisted on verifying the person's identity and background and questioning them closely before allowing them inside.
Such a display.
Inevitably provoked some people's displeasure.
Yet, given the identities of those conducting the questioning, even those entering the city who felt indignant.
Could only suppress their anger and swallow their resentment...
Xiao Xiujing... I failed to kill you back in the Flowing Fire Grand Transformation Grotto-Heaven. Now that has become a regret.
Chen Heng sighed softly to himself.
Among the people beneath the archway, he had spotted a familiar figure.
The man was tall and slender, with delicate features, skin like jade and snow, and a head of dark hair cascading down like a waterfall. He was plainly a man, yet without a close look, one