Finally, the treasure hunters reached the city of a myriad formations.
Before even entering the city, they were already intimidated by the grandeur of the City of a Myriad Formations!
It truly was a magnificent city, akin to an ancient divine city descending upon the world.
Moreover, the air was filled with the aura of formations emanating from within the city; it was overwhelming and unmatched!
Inside, there was a world belonging to formations!
"Ah, not bad. The City of a Myriad Formations truly lives up to its reputation. Alright, Twenty-seventh Son, lead us into the city now," Huang Xiaolong said with a slight smile. "Remember, from now on, we are captives who have defected to your side."
After speaking, Huang Xiaolong squinted his eyes and muttered almost to himself, "I've sensed the aura of that key...heh...the Ninth Realm, I won't miss it..."
"Yes, yes, please follow me," the Twenty-seventh Son repeatedly bowed.
