Chapter 989 Flaming Sun Holy Dragon

The seemingly bustling city was overrun with people, but not a single one was alive. This bizarre stillness, accompanied by the scent of medicine and leather wafting through the city, was truly discomforting.

When Zhu Minglang approached the center of the city, he saw a group of people dressed in vibrant attire. They seemed to be from a powerful clan, each adorned with exquisite armor, shields, and weapons.

These individuals headed straight toward them. The leader, an overly pale man, asked, "Have you found an exit to this city?"

"We just arrived here," He Haohan responded.

"We have been wandering here for a day or two with no useful clues, only these stinking leather puppets. The people from the Mo Family also seem to be meddling in something mysterious," the pale-skinned man said.

"Judging by your outfits, could you be Spirit Masters from the Artifact God Sect?" He Haohan asked.