Gou Zai Fei Men made up myths

The Ink Cloud Shuttle is flying above a vast and boundless "sea of ​​clouds".

"Sect Leader..." Zhao Qingyan, standing by the porthole, turned around, her voice trembling slightly, and pointed to the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, "Look there."

Shen Mo got up, walked to the porthole, and looked in the direction she was pointing.

At first, it was just a blurry, enormous shadow at the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, blending into the sky. But the Mo Yun Shuttle was moving extremely fast, and the shadow rapidly magnified in the field of vision, its outline becoming clearer and clearer.

That's not a mountain.

That was a... city.

A miracle that defies description in any known language, beyond imagination, suspended in the sea of ​​clouds and the void...

Its base is not the earth, but a vast, boundless chasm that is deeper and darker than the surrounding sea of ​​clouds, seemingly capable of swallowing all light—the Abyss.

The abyss is like a hideous wound on the earth, stretching across the sea of ​​clouds, its bottom unseen, with faint, chaotic spatial fluctuations and a chilling aura of nothingness emanating from it.

Above this abyss, thousands of feet in the sky, floats a colossal city of immeasurable size.

The city is roughly an irregular circle, made of a strange material that is neither gold nor jade, but has a faint bluish-gray hue. Its surface is covered with huge runes that are so dense they are dazzling and flow with various colors of spiritual light.

These runes are not static, but flicker and shimmer like breathing, interconnected to form an unimaginably complex three-dimensional light network that covers the entire city.

The giant city is not entirely suspended in mid-air. Hundreds of thick, dark gold chains, as large as mountains and engraved with countless runes, hang from the edge of the city, one end deeply embedded in the "cliff walls" on both sides of the abyss below, and the other end firmly fixed to the city's base.

The chains are not straight, but have a powerful curve, like a taut bowstring, firmly anchoring this giant city between heaven and earth, between reality and illusion.

The city itself is magnificent and ever-changing.

Towering pagodas stand tall, palaces are layered upon each other, rainbow bridges span the sky, and pavilions appear and disappear. Floating mountain peaks adorn the city, waterfalls cascade from their summits, transforming into ethereal mist in mid-air; a huge, slowly rotating array compass phantom appears and disappears above the city center, casting rays of clear light.

You can even see several giant ships, comparable in size to small mountains, with ancient and majestic designs, quietly moored in the "Yun Gang" area outside the city. The signs of the three holy sites and Xun Tian Ge on the ships are clearly visible even from a distance.

The entire city was enveloped in a hazy, flowing, pale golden aura that seemed to possess a life of its own. The aura was not dazzling, but it contained an indescribable majesty, antiquity, and supreme Daoist essence.

Just looking at it from afar inspires awe, as if an ant gazing at the heavens, or a mortal facing a deity.

"Tian...Yuan...City..."

Li Xiaocao had somehow gotten to the window, gripping the windowsill with both hands, her eyes wide open, and she murmured the name in a voice so soft it was as if she were afraid of disturbing something.

Shi Tie, Wang Hu, Atu, and the others also gathered around, crowding in front of the porthole, gazing at the sky city that was getting closer and closer, seemingly existing only in myths and legends. They all opened their mouths wide, but could not utter a sound.

All the amazement and shock seemed to be choked back by the invisible pressure emanating from that colossal city.

Even the usually aloof and calm Su Xiao quietly appeared beside Shen Mo, her gaze towards Tianyuan City more solemn than usual.

Zhao Qingyan held her breath, her fingertips unconsciously calculating, as if trying to discern some profound principle of the formation from the countless runes. However, she quickly gave up, her eyes filled with deep shock and bewilderment. The complexity of the runes far exceeded her current comprehension.

Shen Mo stood quietly by the window, gazing at the increasingly clear sky city. Even with his Nascent Soul cultivator's composure, he couldn't help but feel a slight ripple in his heart at this moment.

This is the center of the human cultivation world in the Eastern Wilderness, the supreme hall jointly controlled by the Sky Patrol Pavilion and the three holy lands, the venue for the Heavenly Origin Conference, and the core that will determine the changing landscape of the Eastern Wilderness for the next few decades.

Compared to it, the prosperity of Wanfa City and the grandeur of Zhenyuan Pass seem like rural villages.

"Return to your seats and fasten your harnesses." Shen Mo's calm voice broke the almost stagnant silence in the cabin. "Prepare to enter the city."

As if waking from a dream, everyone hurriedly returned to their seats and frantically fastened the retaining cords made of tough animal sinews that popped out from their seats.

As everyone knows, getting close to and entering Tianyuan will be no easy task.

The Mo Yun Shuttle began to slow down and flew towards the outer edge of Tianyuan, an airspace that was clearly an "air traffic control zone".

Hundreds of various flying magical artifacts were already hovering in that airspace, all arranged in rows according to some invisible order, slowly moving forward.

There are giant ships thousands of feet long, resembling mobile palaces; there are war fortresses with ferocious shapes and covered with spikes; there are ethereal cloud carriages surrounded by spirit birds; and there are also many medium-sized flying shuttles and flying boats with different styles, such as the Ink Cloud Shuttle.

Without exception, everyone waited quietly, and no one dared to make a fuss or cut in line.

In the air, at intervals, there were armored warriors wearing uniform spirit armor, exuding a powerful aura, and at least at the late Foundation Establishment stage, silently patrolling between the ranks on standardized silver flying discs.

Their spirit armor features the starry sky emblem of the Sky Patrol Pavilion embroidered on the left chest, while the right chest displays the insignia of the Supreme Dao, the Nine Heavens Sword Pavilion, and the Desolate God Palace in rotation—this is the "Tianyuan Guard," a special force composed of four transcendent powers, dedicated to the defense and foreign affairs of Tianyuan.

Following the guidance of the cursor, Mo Yunshuo joined a line mainly composed of small and medium-sized flying magical artifacts at the end. After waiting for about fifteen minutes, it slowly moved to the front of the line.

Ahead lies the outer checkpoint of Tianyuan's "Southern Heavenly Cloud Gate." It is not a city gate, but a massive circular platform suspended in the air, constructed of white spirit jade.

A dozen narrower guide passages extend from the edge of the platform. At the entrance of each passage, several Tianyuan Guards and several "Inspectors" dressed in robes of various colors, clearly from different factions, stand solemnly.

When it was Mo Yunshuo's turn, a Tianyuan Guard captain with a cold face and a cultivation level of late Golden Core, who was riding a flying disc, led two deputies who were at the early Golden Core stage and came forward, stopping ten feet in front of Mo Yunshuo.

This distance demonstrates both respect and maintains sufficient vigilance.

"Halt! Show your participation credentials and state your sect, name, and number of people." The captain's voice came through the amplification array, clear, cold, and devoid of any emotion, like the clang of metal on metal.

Shen Mo controlled the Moyun Shuttle to hover, and the hatch slid open silently. He did not leave the cabin, but remained seated in the main control position. He used his true essence to support the "Tianyuan Token" issued by the Xuntian Pavilion, as well as the official "Meeting Jade Certificate" bearing the seals of the four major powers that came with the imperial edict, and slowly sent it to the captain.

The captain reached out and took it, his movements meticulous. He first examined the "Heavenly Origin Token," carefully scanning every pattern and mark on the token with his divine sense, especially the divine soul imprint belonging to Shen Mo, as well as the unique anti-counterfeiting Daoist charm of the Sky Patrol Pavilion.

Then, he picked up the jade certificate of participation and examined it with his divine sense and some special incantation.

Throughout the entire process, his two deputies behind him, as well as several "inspectors" dressed in different outfits on the platform below, all kept their eyes fixed on the Mo Yun Shuttle, especially the inside of the open hatch, as if they were the most sophisticated magical artifacts.

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