Dialogue with the Last King, Foreign Realm Immortal Knocks at the Gate (Please Subscribe and Vote)

Outside Primal Emperor City, Shi Hao walked with firm steps toward the city. His brow bone was still glowing. As he gradually approached the ancient city, he saw many skeletons scattered across the uneven ground, some of them so lifelike that one could not help wondering whether they still possessed life.

In an open space not far from Primal Emperor City, a pile of bones was burning like a bonfire, its flames pale red. Within the burning skeletons, patches of unburned flesh could vaguely be seen, even half of a face.

All sorts of runes sealed off the flames. It was a peerless Formation that isolated the fire. This was an immortal-level Formation, and the flesh and bones being burned naturally belonged to immortal beings, existences comparable to True Immortals.

There were many such bonfires outside Primal Emperor City. They had all perished beneath the city walls, and to prevent their destructive aura from leaking out, they had been sealed with peerless runes.

"Are there still... children among them?"

Yan Kuan brought Shi Hao beneath the city gate and looked up. He could see that there were still people inside the city. Though it was bleak and silent, devoid of human warmth, there truly were people atop the ancient gate tower—living beings, seemingly several children.

Several ragged children stood there, ranging from eight or nine to fifteen or sixteen years old. Their faces were filthy, and their clothes were tattered beyond recognition. Their arrival had likely alerted the people in the city, for several taller figures appeared as well. They were old men.

These elders were extremely frail, as if they had suffered severe wounds and damaged their Origin. They looked down with grave expressions. The old, weak, sick, and disabled—those words could describe them. Yet it was precisely these