The next day, at Beihua Gate.
Before the break of dawn, the darkest night still enveloped the entire massive city.
The gigantic and majestic city gates stood wide open, resembling the maw of a colossal beast under the illumination of the large Bright Pattern Lamps.
The colossal city at the heart of Dayan never closed at night but set up checkpoints, swallowing and regurgitating the myriad necessities required by countless civilians daily.
And among the myriad merchants and their caravans, a small trade group with only seven or eight carriages took advantage of the last shadows of night to quietly depart from the Imperial Capital, making their unhurried way towards the Northern Frontier...
As they took to the official road, the Demonic Beasts up front gradually picked up speed, their hoofbeats carrying far into the distance.
Within one of the carriages in the middle of this convoy,
