Human Alliance.
Under the dark, gloomy rocky sky, the floating moving lamps are the only source of light here.
The entire area of the Human Alliance is not large, equivalent to a small town.
A dozen or so streets crisscross, combined with houses of varying heights made of stone and wood.
The total population here is at most a few thousand people. The spacing between buildings is relatively wide.
On the edge of the entire Human Alliance, there is a wide square specifically used for martial practice.
The square is paved with a mixture of compacted black soil and sand, making the ground quite hard to walk on.
The Moon God, dragging his sickly body, stood aside watching the dozen or so people sparring in the square.
Ever since leaving behind the heavenly curtain, his long-held dreams were utterly shattered, leaving him somewhat bewildered.
The outside world he imagined was completely different from everything his father had described.
