Chapter 135 Zhao Ling

Wei Tianyang snapped back to reality as the helicopter flew over the palace, and it was only then that he could make out the ding-shaped layered structure at the center of the city—a hollow shape.

The Emperor's Lingxiao Palace seemed like a pavilion in the sky, where crimson corridors spanned and, together with a series of floating pavilions, formed a complex network of sky islands. Wei Tianyang could even see tiny government officials moving inside the pavilions.

In the heart of the city, countless black skyscrapers emerged from the ground, their height and width breaking through Wei Tianyang's conception. The exteriors had no windows, and projected advertisements leaped on the walls like colorful makeup covering staircases, featuring youthful, beautiful women and exaggerated artistic typefaces.