Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao climbed up the city wall, already panting for breath.
Both of them had countless questions in their hearts.
"You're stationed here?" Zhang Sheng asked, his face brimming with excitement.
This was the place of deathly battle in the Central Plains!
Of the One Hundred Eight Thousand Cities, a third had long since fallen into dead zones.
No Return City could also be considered half a dead zone.
For more than ten years, Great Xia had never been able to gather an army and send it here.
Qi Yuan held the Broken Sword, looking somewhat regretful. "It's been some time. Pity... I haven't encountered any demonic abominations."
"You're not from Great Xia—you're a wandering hero?" Zhang Sheng saw that there was no Great Xia military banner on the wall and instantly understood.
There were still many wandering heroes in this world, who threw themselves generously into battle in the Central Plains.
And most of these wandering heroes were cultivators.
Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao could not be considered true cultivators at all, only people below the lowest rank.
This time, only half of those who had accompanied the army here were cultivators.
Unfortunately, all of them had died at the hands of the demonic abominations.
"I suppose I count as a wandering hero." Qi Yuan did not deny it.
"May I plant Great Xia's military banner here?
This would mean that No Return City is still under Great Xia's control." Zhang Sheng looked at Qi Yuan expectantly.
"You may." Qi Yuan looked at the two NPCs with an unreadable expression.
Clearly, these two NPCs' auras were already very weak. They were not far from death.
Yet neither of them had any fear before death. Instead, they were excited.
After hearing Qi Yuan's permission, Chen Jiao used