Under the shroud of a dark night, a group of people followed Wei Suyi as she led them through streets and alleys, quickly arriving at a river channel in the city, where a stone arch bridge lay over the trickling water beneath.
Wei Suyi held an oil lamp as she stood there, turning to look at everyone.
"Right here, traces left by the Ascendant within the city."
What Wei Suyi pointed out indifferently was a stone brick on the street leading to the stone arch bridge.
In an instant, everyone's gaze converged on that stone brick.
For thousands of years, Demon Sword City remained exposed to endless winds and weathering, yet everything has preserved the appearance from ten thousand years ago.
This is a cursed city, unchanged for ten thousand years, eerie and horrifying.
And on this street-side stone brick, indistinguishable from ten thousand years past, were deeply carved inscriptions with a sharpness that exuded a murderous aura.
