Dusk darkened as the setting sun descended. A waning sun rimmed in gold slowly sank beyond the horizon, scattering flecks of golden radiance. In the distance, an Ancient City seemed draped in a golden veil as thin as cicada wings, while the earth itself was shrouded in mysterious colors.
At this moment, Chen Fan wore a weathered straw hat, its hanging black gauze concealing his face as he strode into the Ancient City.
He was still in the Eastern Wasteland. After leaving the Peach Blossom Spring Small World, he had crossed hundreds of thousands of miles. This was the first Ancient City he had encountered. Though it was already evening and the sunset shone in splendid gold, the ancient streets remained thronged with pedestrians. No one noticed Chen Fan passing by their side.
Not far away, several cultivators were deep in discussion. As Chen Fan passed them, he caught the words "Ancient Immortal Road." He paused involuntarily and stopped to listen.
"Things can finally be considered peaceful these days. The Ancient Immortal Road has opened once more after a thousand years. Many outstanding talents have already set out, and quite a few Human Emperor-level experts are accompanying them to protect their paths, walking the road the ancients once took to ascend to heaven!"
"They call it the Ancient Immortal Road, but no one has ever been seen reaching its end. It could very well be a false road!"
"No. I heard that mighty experts once reached its end, only to discover it was a dead end. Its terminus was blocked by a wall carved with the names of ancient great powers, signifying that those people had once been there. That wall is also known as the Immortal Demon Wall!"
"I've heard my elders speak of it as well. It was