Tianjian Continent.
On the outskirts of a dilapidated city.
Jin Yu led Chu Yuan to this place.
"Senior, inside this city dwells the last remaining portion of the Human Race,"
Jin Yu said, pointing at the worn and ancient city ahead.
"Is this the strange city you all were talking about? What's so strange about this city?"
Chu Yuan asked, raising an eyebrow.
In his eyes, the city was at most a bit rundown, its walls etched with many traces of the years.
Given the scale of this ancient city, it wasn't hard to see that it had once been a grand and massive city.
But that didn't seem to qualify as strange.
"Senior, do you see the flag at the very top of this city?"
Jin Yu pointed to the top of the city wall.
Upon hearing this,
Chu Yuan looked up.
As his gaze passed over, he saw an old flag fluttering above the decrepit city.
The flag was a dark red, as if dust had covered its original color.