The following days passed at an accelerated pace of arrivals.
With each dawn, the sky above the Ancient Forest Domain filled with new flying ships, floating platforms, and flocks of spiritual beasts. Flags of all sizes and colors fluttered in the wind, marking the presence of the fifty lesser domains. The city, which was already grand, now seemed on the verge of bursting with energy. The air was so dense with Qi that breathing required a minimum of conscious effort.
Kyrian observed everything from the balcony of his room in the Green Sword Tree. On the eighth day, the Golden Mountain Sect arrived, with heavy ships adorned in gold and disciples of imposing bearing. On the tenth day, it was the Shadow Valley Sect, whose members seemed to merge with the darkness of the bridges. Other smaller domains arrived daily, filling the accommodation trees and crowding the floating squares.
