The Immortal Market on Shendu Peak is extraordinarily grand, completely different from what Zhang Yan had previously seen.
Sixteen golden bridges were built from the pinnacle jutting out of the sea of clouds, connected with golden locks, suppressed by Xuan Stones, locking thousands of Immortal Boats and stretching out for ten thousand meters, with the largest Immortal Boat among them comparable to the Dragon Country's Ship, truly immense, unmatched by any mundane great city.
Towers and pavilions soar here and there, penetrating the clouds, allowing cultivators to ride the clouds and traverse freely.
As Zhang Yan traveled along, everything he saw were Daoist cultivators, riding magic artifacts or immortal beasts, all moving in groups of three to five. Among every hundred people, there were a few Xuan Guang Practitioners, and he even spotted several Hua Dan Cultivators from afar. Whenever they passed by, everyone voluntarily gave way, allowing them to go first.
