Liang City.
Zhou Yi stood in the clouds, looking down at the city that shone bright as day.
The entire city appeared like a vast fortress, its walls made of several dozen feet of thick concrete, with the internal layout of houses and streets entirely designed for war, every wall with holes for shooting through.
There were no ordinary pedestrians on the streets, only patrolling soldiers marching in neat steps, and tanks rumbling by.
There was no need to ask or inquire, a single glance was enough to feel the heavy atmosphere of an impending storm.
"Daoist, Liang City is the frontline in the eastern war zone, and has been resisting the beast tide for more than twenty years,"
Shen Cheng sighed, "Now most of the citizens in the city have evacuated. Perhaps in another ten or twenty years, they will detonate the destructive weapons buried underground!"
Zhou Yi's divine sense swept over and indeed found thousands of silos on standby, ready to launch at any moment.