After entering, Li Tianming realized it was not completely dark. There were faint glimmers of light, like several lamps flickering unsteadily in the dead of night within a sealed room.
There were also many others inside who seemed to want to leave Beacon Ruins.
In terms of their desire to leave the city, they were much the same as Li Tianming.
With a rough sweep of his gaze, Li Tianming saw that some of them were likely specters and gods. Some had four pure-white wings sprouting from their backs and a single eye on their foreheads, while others were born with four legs and four arms.
In short, many of them were grotesque and bizarre, creatures Li Tianming had never seen before.
It made Li Tianming sigh at the vastness of the universe. It truly contained every strange thing imaginable. Since leaving the Heavenly Emperor Territory Map, not only had the lands before his eyes grown broader, but the diversity of races had become far more apparent as well.
Among these races, humans still made up the majority, though there were also cosmic lifeforms such as specters and gods.
Yet they shared one thing in common.
They all had ways of concealing themselves. Almost none of their faces could be seen, and even their bodies were difficult to make out clearly.
Some, however, might have possessed racial traits too distinctive to conceal completely. Or perhaps they had enough confidence that they did not need to hide themselves so thoroughly.
None of these apparent city-leavers spoke. Dark Beacon Wharf was utterly silent.
Every one of them was quite strong. Even the weakest aura was above that of a Celestial Venerable—that was, at the Sacred Emperor level.
Though Li Tianming's actual combat power could contend with Sacred Emperors, the aura of his