At this moment,
the entire South City District seemed to have fallen into hell!
Clearly, from the outside,
the sky above South City District was bright with sunshine.
But once inside,
black clouds blanketed the sky overhead, leaving the entire world dim.
The surroundings were as silent as death,
without the slightest sound.
Low, dilapidated houses stood in jagged rows, a scene of utter ruin,
like a wasteland that had endured countless years of weathering after the apocalypse!
If one lifted the shabby curtain and entered any random house,
one would discover
corpses lying flat on the floor, their hands crossed over their chests and their faces wearing strange, blissful smiles!
Nearly every house had one.
These corpses were the original residents of the houses.
The entire South City District—
everyone who had not fled at once had already been wiped out here!
This was a dead forbidden zone!
Just then,
"Hang in there, kid! Don't worry! We'll definitely escape!"
A burly figure, carrying a pale, gaunt young man on his back, sprinted through the alleys between the cramped houses like a gray bolt of lightning.
That burly figure was none other than Zhao Dayong, whom they had not seen for many days!
At this moment, sweat covered his forehead, and he was gasping heavily, nearly exhausted of all his strength.
Yet he still remembered to comfort the young man in the black robe behind him.
"Cough, cough. It's useless. Stop!"
"This is a ghost domain. Unless you're a ghost tamer who has also opened a ghost domain, there's no way to escape its range."
"Experts like that only exist in the capital. We're doomed, so there's no need to waste your strength."
The pale young man on Zhao Dayong's back coughed violently several times, and bright red blood trickled