Ling Han and the Empress journeyed towards the western part of Dark Moon City. This city was too colossal, being comparable to a great star. They could claim to have traveled over land and water, and only arrive at their destination a day later.
This was a range of hills, and an empty space had been cleared at the base. They could clearly feel that there was a protective formation, and the might that it unleashed should be capable of insta-killing Genesis Tiers, reaching the level of the Severing Mundane Tier.
There were a great many people here. Clearly, joining the Dark Moon Army was a wonderful opportunity for one to excel, and anyone with the slightest bit of ambition would not want to miss it.
Thus, there were crowds of people, and they could see people in all directions they looked.