The party from Enlightenment Mountain passed through the Pass Gate, immediately feeling countless voices drilling into their ears.
Clamor, noise, the hubbub of voices.
Looking around, the streets were bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, carriages and horses crowding the streets, a plethora of Jianghu people with swords and knives.
Unprecedented excitement, with energy swirling like clouds.
They only felt a wave of scorching heat surging toward them.
Even though they had seen quite a bit, the party was astonished by the commotion in Jinwan City; the density of martial artists in this city was astounding.
At this moment, the Green Armored Military Officer leading them led them up the city wall via a side stairway, and then to the city gate tower.
The North City Garrison stood with a grand presence on the city gate tower, eyes like an eagle's, with a faint golden glow flickering in them. He glanced down at the party and then gestured to let them pass.
