Holy City?!
Xia Ping raised an eyebrow. He knew that the Holy City was the human race's main stronghold in this world, teeming with experts, with no fewer than three Emperor Realm powerhouses.
If it had been before, he might have been interested in going to take a look. But now that he knew Yu Qiqi and the others' whereabouts, he had no desire to waste any more time here.
"Next time. I still have something to do."
Xia Ping waved his hand.
"Something to do? What are you going to do?" Baili Hu asked curiously.
Xia Ping smiled faintly. "Go to Dragon God City."
What?!
Baili Hu was completely dumbfounded. Go to Dragon God City? That was the Dragon-Man Race's main stronghold, defended even more tightly than the Holy City. Six Dragon-Man Emperors stood guard there, their strength terrifying beyond measure.
Wasn't Xia Ping going there simply to seek his own death?!
But before he could say anything, Xia Ping shot into the air the next moment and swiftly left the City Lord's Mansion.
The guards of Baili City saw this as well, but upon recognizing the human hero Xia Ping, they said nothing. Every one of them stood tall, watching Xia Ping depart with boundless admiration.
Several days later.
Dragon Horn City was a colossal city on the outskirts of Dragon God City, the Dragon-Man Race's main city. Known as the gateway to Dragon God City, it was effectively a war fortress, a Castle said never to have fallen.
To invade Dragon God City, one first had to capture Dragon Horn City. Yet for tens of thousands of years, Dragon Horn City had never once been breached, much less Dragon God City invaded.
Its crucial geographic position had also made the city extraordinarily prosperous. Over tens of