As they walked through the spacious streets paved with blue stones, they were greeted by bustling shops and an increasing flow of people buying various cultivation resources.
It took them nearly half an hour to walk through the city before they arrived at the site of the Immortal Sword Sect.
The first thing they saw was a tall, solemn gate—a majestic door made of gold, inscribed with arrays.
Wang Ming watched the new recruits standing in front of the gate while an elder looked down on the examination.
"Welcome to the annual Immortal Sword Sect entrance examination. Before we start, all non-sword cultivators or people who cannot resist this pressure, please leave the area. We only admit sword cultivators with a strong foundation. If you cannot withstand this weak pressure, you have no place here," the elder said as he looked around and released a bit of his sword pressure. A few faces turned pale, and they left the area.
