An hour later.
Zhurong Fire made a slight adjustment, left his bedroom, and came out onto the street.
He wanted to see what the Mortal World was like in this era.
Although he indeed retained his past memories, such memories are nothing compared to personal experience.
"Is this what the Mortal City's like in this era?"
Zhurong Fire curiously observed his surroundings.
The city walls had long abandoned the old bluestone, replaced by transparent Spirit Crystal Alloy walls, towering over a hundred feet high. The walls were densely engraved with cyclic Spirit Gathering, Sound Insulation, and Defense Runes, the runes alternately glowing as Spiritual Qi flowed. Streams of light trickled down the grooved walls, with a floating Teleportation Lighthouse standing every hundred feet, its body inlaid with gigantic Spirit Stones, projecting beams straight into the sky.
