On the morning of April 26th.
The airship pierced through a thin layer of morning mist, and on the horizon ahead, the outline of a colossal city, whose magnificence defied description, slowly came into view, like a primordial beast crouching on the earth.
Wanren City! It is also the headquarters of the Azure Sky Sword Pavilion, one of the seven major righteous sects!
Even from a great distance, a breathtakingly powerful aura emanated from it!
This was the second city, besides the Dragon Palace, that Shen Yunhao had seen with "inhuman" appearances.
As its name suggests, the entire city seems to be formed by stacking and forging countless giant swords that pierce the sky!
The city wall was not made of ordinary bricks and stones, but had a dark, metallic luster that seemed to have weathered thousands of years of wind and frost. Its surface was covered with dense, huge patterns that resembled sword marks, and each pattern exuded a chilling sword intent that made one's heart tremble.
The towering city wall is not topped with smooth crenellations, but with jagged, massive spikes like broken sword blades, pointing straight to the sky and gleaming coldly in the rising sun.
It's hard to imagine that a city built by the righteous path would look like this. This eerie feeling gives one the illusion of being in a demonic sect.
However, from a geographical perspective, all of this is understandable.
To the west of Wanren City, a hundred miles away, lies the endless abyss that the entire continent fears—the Dark Abyss.
On the other side of the Dark Abyss lies Thunder Continent, the territory of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.
The fact that the Azure Sky Sword Pavilion is located here gives one the feeling of it being in direct conflict with the Demonic Sect.
Above the city, instead of blue sky and white clouds, there was a flowing, semi-transparent, giant light shield.
On the surface of the light shield, countless tiny, almost tangible sword energies were rapidly flowing, colliding, and annihilating, emitting a low and continuous "humming" sound, as if billions of flying swords were trembling at the same time!
This is the defensive formation of the Azure Sky Sword Pavilion—the Myriad Swords Returning to the Flow Formation!
Just looking at it from afar is enough to make one feel a stinging pain deep in their soul, as if getting close would mean being shredded to dust by that endless sword energy!
Wanren City is one of the few cities that needs to keep its protective array constantly open.
Flying boats cannot fly directly in; even those at the Void Realm or the Great Void Realm would find it unlikely to force their way into the Sky Sword Pavilion's grand formation.
The group stopped their flying boat in an open area outside the city and chose to enter the city on foot.
The buildings in the city are densely packed, with an extremely uniform and cold style.
The houses are angular and the roofs are mostly sharp slopes. From a distance, the whole city looks like a steel forest made up of countless sword sheaths, exuding a sense of solemnity and aloofness that keeps strangers away.
Because almost no ordinary people live in the city, it is difficult to see the everyday life and atmosphere of ordinary people.
Those coming and going were all cultivators carrying long swords and exuding a sharp aura.
With the Kendo tournament just around the corner, this should be the busiest time of year for the city.
After entering the city, the sense of oppression grew stronger and stronger.
It was as if I had entered a chilling prison, with an invisible, suffocating pressure.
Shen Yunhao was already somewhat suppressed, let alone Pang Shunan, who had no cultivation at all. His face had already turned pale, and he was having difficulty breathing.
"Don't worry, no one here will dare to cause trouble!"
Seeing this, Guan Yingying offered a word of comfort, and Pang Shunan nodded.
To avoid attracting attention, Ning Yuyao wore a veil this time, and the others were dressed in casual clothes, so no one would recognize their connection to the Guanghan Palace.
As Ma Tianyu looked around, he sighed, "Goodness, every time I come to Wanren City... my legs go weak. No wonder it is the Cangqiong Sword Pavilion, which can rival the Taixuan Dao Sect. Its aura is truly amazing!"
He looked at Shen Yunhao and asked, "Brother Shen, if a battle were to break out, what kind of powerful expert would it take to breach this city?"
"..."
Shen Yunhao's lips twitched.
Before he could speak, Guan Yingying sneered, "Break through? Let me think... If we get a dozen or so Taixu Realm experts to join forces and launch a full-scale attack regardless of the cost, maybe we'll actually have a chance..."
"Forehead……"
There are about ten Taixu, and I wonder if the seven major sects of the righteous path have that many people combined.
Shen Yunhao touched his sleeve. The wisteria on his wrist had completely stopped moving the moment they entered the city's territory, and not even a faint tremor had disappeared, clearly indicating that he was extremely wary of this place.
Based on prior information, the group flagged down a metal carriage pulled by two large, strong horses.
The driver was a middle-aged man with a calm demeanor and sharp, eagle-like eyes; he didn't seem to talk much.
To Shen Yunhao's astonishment, even the coachman's cultivation level was at the Profound Soul Realm.
Fortunately, the price wasn't outrageously expensive; it was barely acceptable.
The carriage traveled for about half an hour on the cold, hard streets before finally stopping in the city center.
Before you is a complex of buildings consisting of several long, black, sword-box-like structures connected in a staggered pattern. Their surfaces are also covered with deep sword marks, and at the top stand several huge broken sword sculptures pointing straight to the sky!
An ancient and powerful sword intent emanated from here, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.
This is the outer hall of the Azure Sky Sword Pavilion!
The Azure Sky Sword Pavilion serves as a gateway for handling secular affairs and external communication.
The massive obsidian gate stood open, with two rows of guards in uniform, carrying longswords, their eyes sharp as swords, scanning everyone who entered or left.
Their cultivation levels were all above the Soul Condensation Realm!
According to Guan Yingying, these are disciples of the Sword Pavilion who are slightly less talented. They have little hope for cultivation, so they come here to serve as guards to repay the Sword Pavilion for its nurturing.
Shen Yunhao and the others got out of the car, tidied their appearance, and headed towards the gate.
Upon entering the outer hall, the light was dim and the air was slightly cool.
The hall was exceptionally spacious, but not crowded. Most of the monks walked silently or conducted business in hushed tones at counter-like windows, creating an atmosphere that was both oppressive and efficient.
Soon, a capable-looking cultivator came forward. He had a slight smile on his face, but his eyes were very sharp: "Are you here to register for the Sword Dao Tournament, fellow Daoists?"
Guan Yingying stepped forward. "Guan Yingying from Guanghan Palace is here to register. Also, could you please arrange accommodation for us?"
The cultivator was taken aback upon hearing this. "It's fellow Daoists from Guanghan Palace! Please come with me to the side hall and wait a moment while I go and inform them!"
"A notification?"
Shen Yunhao was slightly taken aback and asked Ning Yuyao beside him, "What are you announcing? Is there any special treatment?"
Ning Yuyao shook her head, indicating that she was unaware of the matter.
A moment later, a slightly surprised and delighted voice came from the back room:
"Have the people from the Moon Palace arrived?"
An elderly man dressed in a black sword robe, with white hair and beard but a ruddy complexion and vigorous spirit, strode out. Upon seeing Ning Yuyao and the others, his face lit up with joy.
"The little girls are finally here!"
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