"Roar——"
A mighty beast's roar echoed throughout the elongated mountain ridge, scattering layers of clouds.
The cultivator sitting atop the beast lightly flicked his whip. The gigantic beast dutifully lowered its head, extremely docile.
A chain of these beasts carrying large quantities of goods and people stretched out for miles, forming a curved black line. At the end of the line lie a majestic city gate built against the mountain.
The city wall was incredibly tall, its bricks and stones old and worn, resembling an ancient beast crouching on the horizon.
Standing in this desolate land, numerous auspicious clouds and beasts from all directions gathered. However, these flying creatures would voluntarily land outside the city and line up to enter. This rule forbidding flight was implemented by every large immortal sect, else it would be difficult to manage.
