Located at the northwest end of the Moro Empire, there is an enormous wall that nearly pierces the heavens, but no one is naive enough to think this towering wall is fragile and inconsequential.
For on the wall, the mottled bloodstains include many from the resentful, furious roars of the Respected Ones during their dying moments.
In the dry season, the loose soil drifts about with the biting winds like knife blades, and the distant blur akin to a dust storm is also startling to behold.
"This place is like this all year round, so don't mind it. With the Sky-reaching Formation here, the storm will not sweep over."
Perhaps noticing Pei Jinye's gaze, the middle-aged man beside him smiled warmly.
The person specifically named by Elder Sun, he naturally had to be polite.
Moreover, it was said that Pei Jinye's time to break through the ancient Formation was nearly the same as that of someone from Dongfu Island, and with him being so young, his future was boundless.
