Becoming a solitary

Buildings, formations, and defensive facilities crafted from gemstones and rare materials have mostly collapsed. The entire city is now in ruins.,Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,“Ten thousand dragons perish, blood tears without a soul, formation shift!” Jin Muhai hissed with all his might, his voice hoarse and strained.。