Spring was nearing its end, but the Big Ruins did not have any signs of spring. The chirping of insects and birds, as well as the lush greenery, were even more extravagant hopes. This place was lifeless and oppressive. It made people feel as if they had fallen into a bottomless abyss, unable to extricate themselves.
The streets of the ancient city were dilapidated. The divine statue outside the city had already stood for 10,000 years, looking into the distance.
In the Longevity Alley, there were all kinds of lifelike wood carvings in a small wood carving shop.
There were plants, birds, animals, mountains and rivers, and the people He Jian had met in his life. They had different expressions, some good and some bad. On top of that, they were very lifelike as if they could come back to life at any time. There was a faint path conception that was difficult to detect.