"No big deal, let's keep going!"
Xu Nian didn't mention to Hong Xiang and the others that the Immortal Sword in his hand had trembled.
First, he didn't know how to explain it.
Second, the trembling of the Immortal Sword lasted only a moment before it stopped.
Whether he spoke of it or not, it didn't seem to matter much.
So, Xu Nian and his companions continued on their way towards the city.
In King Jing City, thanks to the influence of the Sword King, Wang Jing, inside the city was exceptionally tranquil, and the people lived and worked in peace and happiness.
Even if cultivators came here, they wouldn't cause trouble lightly.
Of course, that was in the past.
Now, because of the grand ceremony of the Lingxi Sect, numerous cultivators from outside had flooded into North Hill territory.
Thus, King Jing City had gradually begun to descend into disorder.
