The sun could not be seen in the sky. It was dark above, as if it was the night when ghosts roamed. If ghosts wanted to wander on the face of the Earth, they required darkness, not daylight.
Under that dark sky, Su Ming approached the city gate, but then, he turned his head around and cast a glance at the palace. He could still somewhat feel Di Tian's presence there.
It spoke of a farewell to Su Ming and filled the surroundings to slowly fuse with the ancient city that had died an unknown number of years ago. Di Tian would live in his own world and lie to himself so that he would come to believe that all of it was real.
Su Ming sighed softly. He understood Di Tian's resolve, which came from the resolve to resurrect the corpses he had placed in the Rune beside the throne.
'Only when you believe that all of this is real will the resurrected people not think that this place is fake. Di Tian…'
