At the same time, Su Chen took a step into the Ancient City.
Entering the city.
The first thing he felt was a chill, with the temperature at least ten degrees lower than outside the city.
Then, it was all magnificence.
At a glance, within the city, the wide and bright streets, the clean and ancient red stone floors, the wooden structures exuding the fragrance of purple wood... all showcased the ancient splendor and prosperity that the Ancient City once had.
In addition, there were countless astonishing Formations, their halos swirling around the entrances of shops and buildings, carrying a strange agility amidst the silence.
Inside the city, apart from Su Chen, there was no one else, so it seemed a bit lonely, eerily quiet. Looking up, there was no sun; the sky above was a mix of red and blue colors. Perhaps due to poor ventilation, the air flow was slow.
Su Chen was not in a hurry, even though he only had the time of A Stick of Incense...
