Fifteen days later, regardless of how the Taoist sects intercept and ambush, they couldn't stop the Mystical Sect from advancing into the East Province.
When Lin Zixiao and the Four Swords converged in the East Province, they finally saw in the distance the city high in the sky, seeming to be naturally formed.
"White Jade City, the holy land of Taoists." Lin Zixiao gazed at the city suspended above the Heavenly Vault with a complex expression.
The city was entirely made of white jade, with immortal energy swirling around it, seeming both near and far. It carried an extraordinary dignity, yet deeply manifested the essence of Dao. Though it hung in the sky, it was even more striking and dazzling than the sun above.
"I have seen countless ancient texts describing White Jade City. 'In the heaven, White Jade City, twelve towers and five cities, immortals patting my head, weaving longevity into my hair.'
