This was not an entirely dark world as Qi Yue had imagined. As he began to observe, his heart filled with surprise.
Indeed, it was a place of black, but not void of light. A purple sun hung high in the sky, casting a purple glow over this dark world. A city with a classical aura appeared before Qi Yue on the black land.
Yes, it was a city. The walls, about twenty meters high, were built of grey-white stone, and the city gate was in European classical style. Around the outside of the wall was a moat, although the water was blood-red.
The drawbridge was down, connecting the city with the land outside. About a kilometer outside the city, a layer of black current was swirling, presumably the boundary of this Dark World. At the place where he had appeared earlier, four groups of black current were floating, and six warriors were standing on the ground.
