C339 A City Becomes a Grave

After half a day, he left the Divine Desolate Mountain Range and arrived at the border city.

The border city was a golden color, as if it was made of gold.

Then he went in.

He noticed that the men inside were all bald, but they were all wearing gorgeous robes. Only the women had hair.

As he walked on the street, the surrounding people all looked at him vigilantly