The Ghost Emperor City was shrouded in a gray haze, much like the Phoenix Nest, a self-contained mystical world.
There wasn't a trace of Spiritual Energy here. The ground was red, and the air was filled with a sense of decay and ruin.
Yet, despite the lack of Spiritual Energy, the vegetation inside grew abundantly.
Long Fei and his companions entered the outskirts of the city walls.
The walls seemed to have been built by giants.
Towering over a thousand meters high, each brick was taller than a person.
The surface was covered with cracks and marks from blades and axes. One massive stone was smashed inward by one to two meters, a testament to the ferocity of the battles fought here long ago.
The city walls stretched endlessly, with no main gate in sight.
Long Fei and the group ascended into the air. Without Spiritual Energy for support, spiritual power practitioners were at a disadvantage here.
