After flying for half the day, they arrived at sunset as a mist began to rise.
A collective gasp rose from the passengers inside the cabin.
The Zhou Capital skyline emerged in the twilight.
Gu Ming's eyes widened. During the national competition, he hadn't gone to the city center; instead, he had passed through the Golden-Eyed Dragon Gate directly to the Eight-star Dao Field.
He had been to the Capital as a child, but had only passed through, never lingering in its opulent, bustling districts. His memories were faint.
His impression of the Capital was simply: big, big, and still big.
As the Flying Humpback Whale drew closer, rows of glass-walled skyscrapers pierced the clouds below.
Megastructures forged from steel and Runes towered in the misty sunset.
Four Sky Dome Residences, resembling colossal mechanical trees, stood at the city's four corners, each towering over four thousand meters high.
