Canghu City was home to the Mayfly Race's most important holy land. Not only had more than half of the race's high-level cultivators established their cave abodes here, but the place also produced over a thousand kinds of spirit insects with tremendous potential.
If anything were to happen to it, the damage would not merely be severe—it would be like having their main artery severed, gravely affecting the Mayfly Race's status as a major race.
While still far away, Luo Hong saw a gigantic light barrier enclosing a vast expanse of buildings that stretched beyond sight.
All of these buildings had been constructed within an enormous lake and were packed together with extraordinary density. The gaps between them only allowed seven or eight people to fly abreast, and their styles and materials varied greatly.
Some were square and upright, built entirely from white stone; others were crooked and twisted, like tree roots growing toward the sky; still others were round and plump, floating in the air like clusters of pale yellow fleshy tumors squeezed together.
Beyond that, spiritual light flickered beneath the lake's surface, while figures rose and fell.
Clearly, this foreign city was far, far larger than it appeared on the surface!
Yet what left the deepest impression on Luo Hong were the cultivators and spirit insects currently weaving through the various buildings.
Their numbers were frighteningly great. At first glance, the city seemed utterly chaotic, but after watching for a moment, one could discover the Mayfly Race's unique rules beneath that apparent disorder.
The fact that no accidents occurred was the best proof!
With Zi Youzi personally leading the way, Luo Hong naturally passed through the light barrier without a hitch and entered Canghu City.
However, Luo Hong soon felt the giant insect beneath him abruptly slow down.