Although the sun hung high, the atmosphere inside Qinglan Martial City felt as oppressive as dark clouds pressing down, suffocating to the extreme.
Even the old yellow dog by the street seemed to sense this heaviness, curled up there motionless, let alone the people.
However, this oppressive atmosphere was broken when a large mass of black-clad troops flew in from outside the city.
These were martial artists from Qingyun Castle.
The discipline of the martial artists was not high, unable to be as orderly as an army, but each martial artist maintained a stable distance from those around them by slightly releasing divine sense while flying at high speeds.
In such circumstances, with over five thousand people flying simultaneously at high speed, not only was there not a trace of chaos, it was actually very orderly, appearing remarkably grand when viewed from the sky!
