She walked toward the Void, leaving behind a resolute silhouette. The Undying Furnace in her hand still burned fiercely before it pierced through that place.
In an instant, Wu Taibai saw a terrifying sight.
An Ancient Road.
Trees touched the sky, thick vines wound around, and a thick layer of dead leaves, at least half a meter high, was piled on the ground.
Age, vicissitudes, desolation, eternity—all words that could describe ancientness seemed applicable in this moment.
Dozens of soldiers in Golden Armor, along with a middle-aged man in Red Flame Armor, were watching something in the distance. Their awe-inspiring aura and the chilling air they exuded were astonishing.
Wu Taibai's heart trembled, a look of horror appearing on his face.
He was from the Emperor Clan and had heard many stories about that road and that city. He naturally knew what soldiers clad in Golden Armor signified.
Wait a minute!
Wu Taibai slightly opened his mouth, wanting to advise Wen Yuqing.
