The journey lasted several hours.
The further the bus moved away from Jianghe City, the more the landscape began to change. The familiar wilderness gave way to wider roads, reinforced pathways, and heavily guarded outposts. Convoys passed occasionally, some carrying hunters, others transporting resources, all moving with purpose toward a single destination.
Celestial City.
By the time the bus crested the final ridge, the city came into view.
It was massive.
Far beyond Jianghe in both scale and presence.
Towering walls stretched endlessly in both directions, reinforced with materials that faintly shimmered under sunlight. Guard towers stood at fixed intervals, each manned by high-level hunters whose auras alone were enough to make ordinary students instinctively lower their voices.
And beyond those walls—
The city rose.
