Not long after, Ding Fan and Xia Ling had already walked into Wind Thunder City. As they entered, a gust of desolation swept over them.
Upon smelling the desolation, Ding Fan's eyebrows furrowed slowly, his eyes filled with a heavy expression.
"Why does it smell so rotten here?"
Xia Ling spoke softly, frowning.
Hearing Xia Ling's words, Ding Fan's face showed a hint of contemplation. After pondering for a moment, he slowly replied to Xia Ling:
"Has Wind Thunder City been abandoned for a long time?"
Xia Ling contemplated Ding Fan's words, her eyes showing a hint of contemplation. After a moment of reflection, she slowly responded to Ding Fan:
"Since Sirius disappeared, this place has become a ruined city. Despite its vast scale, not a single force dares to camp here!"
Hearing Xia Ling's words, Ding Fan's eyes also showed a hint of contemplation. After a moment of reflection, he spoke softly to Xia Ling:
