The team traveled another twenty or thirty miles, and a broad avenue appeared before everyone's eyes.
The roads crisscrossed, stretching in all directions, with a constant stream of pedestrians, caravans from various places, and groups of martial artists.
"Young master, what's that?"
Zi Ling suddenly reached out her small hand and pointed ahead.
At the edge of the world, a faintly discernible massive yellow light column soared into the sky, extending thousands of meters high, with no end in sight.
Luo Feng smiled faintly, "That's the Big Market City."
"Big Market City?"
Curiosity flashed in Zi Ling's bright eyes.
Luo Feng nodded and smiled, "Let's go, you'll know once we get there."
"Giddy-up!"
The group broke away from the caravan, spurred their horses, and galloped down the avenue. Fifteen minutes later, the sunken Big Market City appeared within their view.
Besides Luo Feng, everyone else was visiting the Big Market City for the first time.
