Well, "empty" wasn't exactly accurate. There were several neat and tidy stalls which long robed old men and women sat behind in silent meditation. It was a huge contrast to the bustling city. No one seemed to dare even breathe too heavily in this place.
The previous roadside stalls Dyon had seen on the way here were built shabbily. Some used splintered wood trying to cover their imperfections with ragged cloths matted with dust.
In this place, however, Dyon could see that each of these older individuals took meticulous care toward their appearance. Just the materials used were exceptionally expensive, while the jade bottles they had on display were even more so.
What was the most pressing, though, was the fact that even the weakest here was of the Higher Immortal Essence Realm. Even the guards of the city were only of the lower level.
"… What a weird place…" Lilith muttered.
