It was early in the morning.
At that moment, the young Darian arrived at the entrance of the Great Golden Sky City. The name was connected to the great sect of the Celestial Plane, the one that watched over and protected that place.
The guards there were at the seventh level of the Celestial Nascent Realm, and their leader was at the eighth. On a planet of the Mortal Plane, they were basically like gods. There was probably no one stronger than them.
After paying a fee and registering his name, he was allowed in.
When he stepped into the city, Darian was stunned. He had spent his whole life in that forest and in a simple house, so he had never seen a big city or so many people gathered in one place.
