'Is it because of some restriction... or does the Great Chu Royal Family's existence hold some special meaning?'
Chu Mu wondered silently. The towering giant city was now perfectly clear.
The Capital of the Great Chu seemed even more imposing than Jingmen.
The only difference was that, unlike Jingmen, its towering walls weren't heavily fortified as if bracing for a great enemy.
Three city gates stood wide open, each of a different size.
The smallest appeared to be for mortals, while Qi Cultivation Realm Cultivators queued up at the medium-sized one.
As for the gate that was dozens of feet high, few figures could be seen. An occasional person would flash past, their Foundation Establishment Cultivation fluctuations quite distinct.
Chu Mu scanned his surroundings, but his gaze suddenly shot toward the sky. A streak of sword light flashed across the heavens, ignoring the city's rules and flying directly over the walls.
'Golden Core...'
