Gu Jianlin raised his head and saw the woman's face filled with panic and alarm.
He immediately turned to look out the window, his expression growing grave.
After a long trek, the temperature had already dropped significantly.
The barren wilderness was devoid of any vegetation; faintly visible in the distance was an ancient city shrouded in icy winds. The architecture of the Ancient God Clan was marked by a profound sense of mysterious religious fervor. Massive pyramids could be glimpsed, surrounded by countless towering stone statues, and decayed ancient trees suspended mid-air with their roots plunging into the ground.
Balensa City—its name meant the Land of Eternal Life and Rest.
