This is a world both prosperous and decaying.
Prosperous because everywhere are magnificent palaces and grand cities.
Decaying because these cities are all empty, without a single soul.
"What's going on? Why are these cities deserted?" An Yan asked in surprise.
Xue An's eyes flickered, "It's simple. Many people have left!"
An Yan didn't understand, "Left? Where did they go?"
"Where did they go?" Xue An smiled, "That should be asked of the people involved!"
After speaking, Xue An looked in a certain direction, "Let's go! First, let's meet Meng Xue!"
The Thirteenth Heaven is vast!
In fact, long ago, Lost Paradise referred to this Thirteenth Heaven, but because Lost Paradise gradually expanded, those cities below came to exist.
Xue An had come here before, and combined with his perception through the Divine Sense, he quickly flew over large stretches of cities, finally arriving at the front line where the allies were confronting Fan Mengxue's camp.
