Kyrian walked alongside Sun Luguo, silently observing the activity around them. There were cultivators of different levels, some belonging to great families, others wearing clothes that made it clear they were disciples of sects.
There were also merchants, alchemists, blacksmiths, formation masters, and independent cultivators. Everyone was heading to the same place, the square of the Sky Tower.
After some time, Kyrian finally spotted the enormous tower. It rose above the entire city, piercing through the clouds, its gigantic structure dominating the horizon. It was the residence of the Sky Family, the heart of the Heavenly Caravan.
When Kyrian arrived at the square, his steps naturally slowed, his violet eyes sweeping across the crowd that filled every corner of the area. The square was completely packed, a sea of faces and colors stretching as far as the eye could see.
