Donglin City was immense. Its walls were vast and tall, with no end in sight, soaring straight into the clouds. The ancient ramparts were pitted and scarred, mottled with age. They bore countless arrow slits and blade marks, and even now, broken arrows remained embedded in the battlements.
Despite the wall's ancient and mottled state, it still shimmered with a Dao-light. Every brick and stone was inscribed with Dao Patterns. The walls of this Ancient City had been blessed by countless Human Race Elder Sages, and these blessings were layered on, one era after another. It was precisely for this reason that Donglin City had withstood the ravages of endless Time and still stood tall.
