Chapter 13700: Great Town Imperial City
Chapter 13700: Great Town Imperial City
After saying that, Qin Baixiao turned around and ran towards the family with firm steps, his back revealing a sense of determination and resoluteness.
After watching Qin Baixiao leave, Qin Xianglan took a deep breath and calmed down her complicated emotions. Then, she, Yue Xue, and the remaining warriors of the Qin family packed their bags and set off for the journey to the imperial city.
They knew very well that what awaited them ahead would be a more brutal and thrilling battle, but for the honor and interests of their family, they had no room for retreat.
The Dazhen Imperial City, like a once dazzling but now fading pearl, is located in the core of the Dazhen Dynasty. In the past, the Imperial City was bustling with people and cars.
On the broad main road, luxurious carriages were constantly passing by, the sound of horse hooves and wheels interweaving together to play a prosperous movement. Shops were lined up on the street, with signs hanging high and shelves filled with a wide variety of goods. The shop owners were enthusiastically soliciting customers, and the shouts were heard one after another.
The rich aroma of wine and food wafted from the restaurant, and diners toasted each other, with laughter echoing in the streets. However, with the passage of time and the changes in the dynasty, the imperial city today has lost its former glory and is no longer the most prosperous place in the Dazhen Dynasty.
In the vast territory of the Dazhen Dynasty, the "Dazhen Holy City" where the headquarters of the Dazhen Cathedral is located is like a rising sun. With its unique charm and powerful influence, it attracts heroes and merchants from all directions, and it has become the most prosperous and lively place in the dynasty.
In the holy city, magnificent temple buildings rise from the ground, magnificent and majestic, exuding a mysterious and majestic atmosphere. The streets are wide and clean, paved with smooth stone slabs, and exotic flowers and plants are planted on the roadside, fragrant all year round.
The practitioners coming and going are dressed in fancy clothes, their magical instruments are shining, and the rare spiritual objects and secret manuals of martial arts in the trading market are dazzling, creating a prosperous scene.
After Ling Xiao resolutely left Zhaixing Tower City, he flew towards the nearest city like an agile eagle. He was agile, shuttling between the blue sky and white clouds, and the mountains and rivers along the way passed by his feet like a picture scroll.
It only took him three days to reach the key city. The teleportation array in the city was like a mysterious entrance to an unknown world, quietly emitting a faint light. Ling Xiao did not hesitate at all and quickly stepped into the teleportation array.
The moment Ling Xiao came out of the teleportation array, he seemed to have undergone a wonderful transformation. His originally handsome face was completely gone, replaced by a thick beard, and his rough skin seemed to have been worn down by the years.
He was slightly fatter, and his every move showed a heroic spirit, completely like a rough and sturdy man. Not only that, his aura also changed drastically. The original sharp and unique aura became heavy and ordinary at this moment, like a grain of sand hidden in the vast sea of people, without any outstanding features.
At this time, many people in the Dazhen Dynasty already knew that Ling Xiao was heading towards the Dazhen Imperial City, and all forces rushed here like sharks smelling blood. Although Ling Xiao was powerful and full of confidence, he was well aware of the dangers and cruelty of the Dazhen Dynasty.
Once surrounded by many forces, even if he has supernatural powers, he is likely to fall into a desperate situation and lose his life. As the saying goes, "A little caution makes the boat safer", other people's lives are precious, and Ling Xiao's life is just one more than that of ordinary people. He must not take risks casually and joke with his own life, otherwise once he loses it, he will never be able to recover.
Ling Xiao was walking on the streets of the imperial city. At this moment, he looked like a fierce Zhang Fei with a beard. He took steady steps and glanced at the people around him.
There were crowds of people on both sides of the city streets, and all of them were warriors.
Some of them were in groups, talking loudly about the anecdotes of the Dazhen Dynasty; some were alone, in a hurry, with their own purposes. Some of the warriors had a strong aura, exuding awe-inspiring aura, and they were obviously masters of the Dazhen Dynasty.
In addition, Ling Xiao's keen perception also detected that in this seemingly peaceful city, there were several extremely obscure but extremely powerful auras hidden. These auras were like giant beasts lurking in the darkness, and could suddenly attack and hurt people at any time.
Ling Xiao was secretly alert in his heart, frowning slightly, but his footsteps did not stop at all, and he continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened. He knew very well that in this undercurrent surging in the imperial city, he must always remain vigilant in order to find a glimmer of hope in this impending storm.
A moment later, Ling Xiao was walking through the streets of the imperial city, his eyes sharp as a torch, carefully searching for a suitable place to stay.
Finally, he found an inn that was a little quaint but quiet and peaceful. As he entered the inn, a faint scent of sandalwood hit him, instantly calming his mind. After a brief negotiation with the shopkeeper, Ling Xiao went up the stairs to his room.
The room was not big, but it was clean and tidy. There was a wooden bed against the wall, and beside the bed there was a simple table and two chairs.
Ling Xiao closed the door, walked to the bedside, and slowly sat cross-legged. He closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and gradually entered a state of emptiness. Then, he circulated the spiritual power in his body, and in a flash, he entered the mysterious magic needle space.
"Practice!" Ling Xiao whispered in his heart. Although his voice was soft, it revealed an incomparable determination. His current strength has made a qualitative leap compared to the past. Every move he makes contains great power, but the enemies he faces are becoming more and more powerful.
Those opponents hiding in the dark were like dormant beasts, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time. He knew that in this dangerous Dazhen Dynasty, the only way to stand out in this cruel survival game was to constantly improve his own strength.
The key to improving your strength is to break through the existing realm.
Ling Xiao has been at the peak of Tongtian Realm for some time. During this time, he has been constantly honing himself, accumulating experience, and trying to break through this shackle. If he can successfully break through, he will have a better chance of winning when facing a strong person in Xingchen Realm, and he will have more room to maneuver in the fierce battle.
At the same time, a series of wonderful changes occurred in the magic needle space. The Demon King's clone had fully awakened, and the powerful aura was like a surging tide, spreading wantonly in the space. With the awakening of the Demon King's clone, the Demon Spirit Sect also slowly emerged in the magic needle space.
