Fang Hao, riding his Flying Sword alone, flew head-down in the sky for seven or eight days before finally catching a glimpse of Hundred Flowers City.
This largest city in the Southern Frontier truly lived up to its reputation; from afar, one could see an endless expanse of buildings, densely packed like a giant beehive, standing in a massive valley basin.
The Spiritual Qi around the city was dense and swirling, even thicker than in Tianqing City.
He was in no rush to enter the city; first, he found a quiet hilltop outside the city to land, changed into the clothes of an ordinary Loose Cultivator, suppressed his cultivation aura to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, and only then strolled towards the city gate.
There was no other way; he was currently a "lone commander," the only survivor after his entire caravan had been wiped out. This matter was too conspicuous, so he had to keep a low profile.
