Sword Dynasty, the Imperial Capital.
The solemn and somber Wumen.
Three days had passed in the blink of an eye...
The sun was near its zenith, the scorching rays casting down upon the earth, searing all things.
Usually, there were not many who lingered at Wumen, after all, this was a place of execution, heavy with Yin energy.
The common people subconsciously regarded it as an ill-omened place.
But today...
Inside and outside Wumen, it was a sea of people, packed with heads.
Even the tall buildings near Wumen were occupied by individuals, each moving swiftly along the edges of roofs, perching at the very top, gazing towards Wumen.
The number of powerful figures gathered today at Wumen was terrifyingly large.
It exceeded any usual time.
"Isn't that Ye Tiannan and Chen Beidou from the Heaven Southern Big Dipper Sect? They've actually come too?"
