Blood mist shrouded the city.
Visibility plummeted from fifty li outside to twenty li.
Everyone looked ahead.
Collapsed city walls, broken stone pillars, houses with their roofs sheared off, shattered giant axes, snapped warhammers... these made up the world before them, but gray-white dust covered everything, leaving only vague outlines visible.
"Seas turn to mulberry fields. For even ruined walls to remain at the end is no small feat!"
"The Dragon Race truly deserved to be the Lord of the Myriad Worlds back then. How could ordinary buildings withstand the scouring of the ages?"
"This is only the entrance, and we can see just twenty li. Deeper in the ruins, visibility will shrink even further, making it all the more dangerous."
Fang Yun strode forward. The dust had accumulated a full inch deep, almost level with the tops of his feet, and every step along the road made a muffled puff.
They were all powerful scholars, and their powers easily pushed the billowing dust aside.
Behind the seven of them, a trail of clear footprints remained.
After a few steps, Yun Zhaochен suddenly stopped, and the others immediately halted.
"Brother Yun, what is..." Tan Hemu was thoroughly puzzled.
"This is the entrance. There shouldn't be any danger here. It ought to be the most weakly protected area around the Five Dragon Hall, and it may even have been abandoned. Look-the farther outward we go, the more severely damaged the buildings become."
Fang Yun nodded slightly. He had also noticed this feature of the entrance, but since he was only a Hanlin Academician, he had not brought it up.
"Brother Yun is right. This place was probably abandoned. Perhaps before long, it will fall outside the reach of the Five Dragon Hall's power and completely crumble to pieces," Liu Shan'a said.