When the smoke cleared, a majestic City of Gold, five hundred kilometers across and one hundred kilometers high, stood proudly in the desert. Under the sunlight, it shimmered with a magnificent glow. It was incredibly beautiful and magnificent.
"My God! The City of Gold! The City of Gold has emerged from the desert on its own!"
The three American Cultivators, who were still frantically searching the desert, were so shocked they were dumbfounded. Their eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets, emitting a fervent glow.
"We've struck it rich! We've struck it rich!" they shouted excitedly.
The Nascent Soul Peak expert from the Bloody Blade Sect, Dickens, immediately soared into the sky, shouting maniacally, "Seal the Heavens and Obscure the Sun!"
