Several canals, as wide as great rivers, converged here in a radial pattern before branching out again, like the veins of a colossal dragon.
A thousand sails vied for passage, a hundred barges contended for the current.
Ornate pleasure barges, merchant ships laden with goods, and even strangely shaped, armed vessels flying the banners of various gangs and Noble Families navigated the crisscrossing waterways in a constant, orderly flow.
The docks bustled with the clamor of voices and the thunder of work chants. Goods were piled high like mountains, and the air buzzed with prosperity and vigor.
The towering ship slowly entered the main channel, passing through one majestic water gate after another.
The guards at the gates had fierce auras and sharp gazes.
Chen Qing could clearly sense that most of these ordinary guards actually had Manifest Force Cultivation, and their leader was an expert in Dark Force.
