The Pure White Kingdom, its Capital City was not in chaos, the war had not yet spread to this place, but people on the streets already hurried along, a tense and desolate mood permeating the air.
It was said that now the entire Pure White Kingdom was sealed off, communication with the outside world cut off.
And the filthy tide was spreading incessantly, step by step pressing closer to the Capital of the Pure White Kingdom.
Duo Lai looked around, the shops along the street mostly closed, not a place in sight where one could taste the local specialties.
It was somewhat disappointed.
However, thinking it over, it would soon be able to taste the flavor of ancient monsters, so there was no need to feel too disappointed.
Mu Yuan observed his surroundings and began to ponder:
