Outside the Demon Race city, it looked incredibly desolate. For dozens of kilometers in any direction, there were no fertile fields, let alone decent defensive facilities.
But stepping inside revealed a starkly different world.
Under the blazing sun, carriages and horses flowed endlessly along the main roads paved with black stone inside the main city.
Buildings towered on both sides of the streets.
Everything from humble three-story structures to towering seven- or eight-story edifices could be seen everywhere.
Unlike the visual repetition caused by the singular forms of other alien races, Su Mo couldn't find a single duplicate building at first glance.
The passersby were either small squads of various alien races or adventurers like his own group who had just returned from outside the city.
Occasionally, a few human exploration teams mingled in the crowd, chatting and laughing in Huaxia Mandarin.
