Standing on the lush, grassy hillside, Wang Chen gazed at the city in the distance.
After slaying a few bandits who had blocked his way, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and doubled back to Yongle Immortal City.
But Wang Chen had no intention of entering the city, a last distant look would serve as his farewell.
He hadn't expected that in just a few days, the seemingly impregnable Yongle Immortal City had changed hands.
The power of the Mount-Shifting Sect was indeed terrifying and formidable.
What Wang Chen regretted was that, due to faking his death to escape, he had always been underground digging tunnels, therefore he missed the most intense and exciting battle for the city.
He also missed the confrontation between the Nascent Souls of both sides!
But regrets are just that, and if he could do it over, Wang Chen would prefer to stay far away, far from the flames of war.
Yongle Immortal City, as it stood now, had indeed taken on a different appearance.
