Several days later, at the edge of the Extreme West Land.
As Lin Langtian and his group swept through the sky, the sight before them stirred them all slightly.
What should have been a desolate Gobi desert was now dominated by an enormous city.
The city was not built of ancient structures, but had been temporarily erected by countless experts. Yet its scale was astonishing. Its city wall stood a hundred zhang high and stretched for dozens of miles, faint formations shimmering across it. Clearly, experts had reinforced it.
This was Zhenxi City.
"Good grief..." The Savage Emperor widened his big eyes and muttered.
"Such a huge city was built in just half a year? Are these people insane?"
Lin Langtian swept his gaze around. Above them, densely packed streaks of light shot past like locusts, all converging upon the city.
The weakest auras within those streaks belonged to Seventh Grade Supremes. Ninth Grade Supremes were everywhere, and he had even detected no fewer than ten Earthly Supreme-level fluctuations.
"The Immortal King's ruin is even more alluring than I imagined," Lin Langtian said quietly.
The group descended and landed at the gates of Zhenxi City.
The gates stood dozens of zhang tall, carved from entire blocks of obsidian and immensely imposing.
Two squads of guards stood at the entrance, all Ninth Grade Supremes. Their gazes were sharp as lightning as they inspected every person entering the city.
"The entry fee is ten thousand drops of Supreme Spirit Liquid per person," one guard said expressionlessly.
The Savage Emperor glared. "Ten thousand? Why not just rob us?"
The guard glanced at him. Sensing the faint Earthly Supreme pressure emanating from the Savage Emperor, his expression tightened slightly, and his tone became more courteous.
"Please forgive us, Senior. Those are the rules. Zhenxi