C799 Migration into the tibetan dragon crevice

As night fell, a deathly still cloud shrouded the entire Star Moon Imperial City. It was pitch-black, blocking the splendor of the stars from shining down. The atmosphere was heavy, yet murderous.

One after another, tired and embarrassed bodies were searching for something in the ruins. The streets of the city had long been torn to pieces. Bloody corpses were strewn across the ruins