Upon arriving at Black Stone Slope, the group disembarked from the train.
This was Li Banfeng's first time at Black Stone Slope. Not long after getting off, he sensed the distinct aura of the city.
The air of Black Stone Slope was different from other places. Having the Hundred Flavors Delicate Skill, Li Banfeng could profoundly perceive this difference.
Pants Belt Pit had a slick sweetness, Hai Chi Ridge carried the fragrance of food, Iron Gate Fort had a unique tranquil atmosphere, and Greenwater City wafted with a heady scent of luxury.
The smells at Black Stone Slope were even stronger and could be summarized into three main types: the smell of smoke, the smell of ash, and the odor of machine oil.
The sky here was noticeably gloomier than elsewhere. Exiting the station, a glance around revealed chimneys everywhere, tall and short.
