After five or six days, the huge ship finally flew out of the barren land, and a vast expanse of hills appeared ahead.
One by one, the black-green small hills rose and fell, looking as if they stretched endlessly.
The huge ship plunged into the air above the hills, and after a few flickers, it disappeared into the void on the horizon.
A month later, in a basin surrounded by hills, a huge city suddenly appeared, built with yellow mountain stones, covering an area of over a thousand miles. Half of it was built against the mountain, and the other half was enclosed by a hundred-foot-high wall.
The sky above the huge city was covered by a layer of yellow curtain, inverted like a pot lid below it, clearly set up with a very mysterious large restriction.
Han Li stood at the bow of the flying boat, gazing at the huge city ahead, his face showing a thoughtful expression.
