When the sun rose, and the wild grass by the roadside still carried sparkling dewdrops, the city gates of Tianyuan City had already opened.
The people living near Tianyuan City were buying and selling, flocking into the city, while some residents were going outside to visit friends and relatives, making the city gate a lively scene.
"Boom~"
Suddenly, in the sky not far from Tianyuan City, an ancient bronze chariot appeared, its body mottled, swiftly flying through the clouds.
About five miles from Tianyuan City, the bronze chariot descended, and six young people along with an elderly man with grizzled hair stepped down from the chariot.
Swish!
After getting off the chariot, the elderly man pointed a finger, and the bronze chariot instantly shrunk to palm size, which he tucked into his sleeve.
Around them were people coming and going, but these people, although ordinary, were used to such scenes and were not surprised.
