Night fell and the huge city was brightly lit.
There were also cycles of day and night in the Divine Martial Realm, but they were very long apart. It was completely different from the 3000 worlds.
There was still an endless stream of people coming and going from the many streets in the city, and many people were still sparring on stage.
Over the years, Martial Ancestor Nirvana had given the martial artists opportunities to compare notes with cultivators of different Daos, making it easier for everyone to understand the different paths of cultivation. The Divine Martial Realm, on the other hand, shouldered all the expenses of the guests, showing a lot of sincerity.
The days and nights in the Divine Martial Realm were long.
In a pavilion.
Jiang Changsheng, who had been sitting quietly all year round, opened his eyes. He smelled something amiss.
"Is it finally coming?"