Five days later, eighty thousand li east of Tong Pass.
A majestic giant city lay under the distant horizon's evening glow, resembling a giant dragon resting on the ridge, with thousands of golden lights, grand and vast as Heaven and Earth.
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Outside the city, desolate, a cry echoed.
In the distance, a black Cold Crow flapped its wings and sliced through the sky, heading straight for the Xiong City. Its wings brushed past the towering city walls that stood hundreds of feet high, through the formidable West Gate, startling the bronze bells on the eaves of the city gate towers, the crisp sound resonating along the bustling Vermilion Bird Avenue with the flow of people.
The bird flew from west to east, its wings passing over a breathtaking scene of prosperity!
