Desert City was the most important city on the edge of the Tagor Desert.
Thanks to its unique location, it had become an indispensable supply station and transit hub for everyone entering the desert.
When Mo Lin stepped down from the wooden passenger cabin on the back of a Thick-Winged Bird and set foot on the scorching yellow sand,
a dry, hot wind mixed with dust immediately rushed at him, carrying the desert's distinctive aura of blazing heat and desolation.
Looking around, most of the city's buildings were constructed from massive yellowish-brown stones. Their style was rugged and practical, clearly built to withstand the year-round sandstorms and blistering heat.
Completely unlike the bustling prosperity of Blackrock City, Desert City carried a heavy, wary atmosphere.
Most pedestrians on the streets looked travel-worn. Many carried weapons, their sharp gazes revealing the fierce air unique to adventurers and mercenaries.
Even the air seemed to carry a faint scent of blood and conflict.
Mo Lin did not linger in the crowded Flying Transport Agency plaza. He tugged down his cloak's hood to conceal his somewhat delicate features and quietly blended into the endless stream of people.
Based on the intelligence Ya Fei had provided and his own memories of the original story, his primary objective this time was not to rush directly into the desert in search of the Heavenly Flames.
Instead, he needed to first find something crucial in Desert City—a fragmentary map marking the approximate location of the Heavenly Flames!
And the most likely place for that fragmentary map to be was the map shop run by the "Ice Emperor," Hai Bodong, who had concealed his identity here!
"Snow Empress, sorry for the trouble." Mo Lin murmured inwardly.
He had already made plans for how to find Hai Bodong's shop.
Rather than