After some speculation, Jiang Chen had learned quite a bit more about the restricted zones.
He rubbed his temples and stopped thinking about these complicated matters. Instead, he surveyed his surroundings and focused on the situation at hand.
"I never thought heaven really existed in this world..."
These old buildings had both ghosts to scare and nascent sacrificial offerings to take. For a moment, Jiang Chen was even afraid he was dreaming.
But after a seemingly casual glance toward the distant area of black high-rises, a trace of gravity entered his eyes.
So far, he had yet to witness the true terror of the Blood-Colored City.
In a sense, this place even seemed inferior to a pseudo-restricted zone. After all, even the weakest ghosts he had encountered in the Ghost Prison Restricted Zone back then were Half-Kings.
Yet the Blood-Colored City still had blood-clad ghost level ghosts.
Of course, Jiang Chen understood that this was also because of the area he was in. The buildings around him were all short-three or four stories, with even the tallest only six stories high.
This entire area probably belonged to the outskirts.
The farther inward he went, the heavier the sinister, baleful aura became. Those black high-rises started at ten stories, and perhaps even the weakest ghosts inside were fierce souls.
Jiang Chen could not see clearly any farther toward the city center. The buildings there were taller, and even the sky reflected a reddish glow. That seemed to be the main body of the Blood-Colored City.
Right now, he was merely wandering along the edges of this great metropolis.
This also revealed the difference between a sub-restricted zone and a pseudo-restricted zone.
Although the weakest ghosts in the Ghost Prison Restricted Zone were Half-Kings, it was actually more like a stretch of