The City of Ten Thousand Swords, under the falling snow, remained as lively as ever. The city had now become the very center of the entire Swallow Mountain region; naturally, it was quite bustling! As for the grudge between the Youngflame clan and the Ji clan? Those merchants and peddlers who came and went from Swallow Mountain's commandery cities were all ordinary mortals; the Immortal cultivators stationed by the Youngflame clan weren't willing to wantonly slaughter too many mortals, as that would cause the accumulation of far too much sin.
Within a particular alleyway in the City of Ten Thousand Swords.
Space rippled, and then Ji Ning appeared. Although there were some ordinary mortals within the alleyway, they didn't seem to notice Ning's presence at all.
"These minor invisibility tricks are still useful against mortals." Ning spread his sense out, and as he did, he couldn't help but feel startled. "The city is absolutely…"
