There was no response, as if this really was a city of the dead.
“Is there no one there?” Su Yingxia said.
“Such a big city, how could there be no one?” Han Qianqian frowned, not quite believing it.
This was the Demons, not the Central Plains.
So, even if there was anything going on in the city, as long as there were living people, most of their options at night would have to be inside the city.
This was a result of the external environmental factors, after all, even a strong person like Han Qianqian chose to mostly have to go into the city at night to rest.
“There has been a war over at Cailuo City, could it be that the Underworld Rain army has come here and they killed the people in the city first in order to stop the fire from starting in the back?”
Was that a possibility?
Of course there was!
But Han Qianqian didn’t quite believe it.
“When they returned from their defeat in the first place, they should have only had eyes for us when they came back to kill us. How would they have had time to slaughter such a large city?” Han Qianqian shook his head.
“But, the city is indeed eerily quiet.”
“Why don’t I go in first and take a look?” Han Qianqian said.
The safety of this place also involved the back section, such as Blade Twelve Mo Yang.
According to the plan, they should be resting in that village a hundred miles or so behind them at this time.
But they would always pa*s through here.
So, since there was something odd here, it would be best to check it out first.
Su Yingxia nodded, “We’ll wait for you outside.”
As the words fell, Han Qianqian leapt, and the next second his figure had already disappeared in the same place.
By the time in appeared, Han Qianqian had already appeared within the city.
The city was huge. If Cailuo City was already big enough, then this place, just by looking at one corner of it, could already be guessed to be at least five times bigger than Cailuo City.
But for such a large city, the interior is frighteningly quiet.
It seems to be a complete and utter dead city.
But it isn’t.
The streets are relatively clean, and there are some household items scattered about.
There are even the remains of some vegetables.
This meant that there was still a large number of living people here even during the day.
After walking around, Han Qianqian locked his eyes on a large house in the centre of the street.
Judging from its size, this should be a restaurant or accommodation in the city.
Han Qianqian knocked gently on the door.
But after waiting for a few minutes, there was not even the slightest movement inside the house, let alone someone opening the door.
Han Qianqian frowned, he did not intend to go on like this.
With a direct movement of his hand, a black qi instantly enveloped the door, followed by a gentle twist, and the huge door was directly screwed down.
With a gentle twist, the huge door was unscrewed and Han Qianqian stepped inside.
The room was so dark that one could barely see a finger.
“Is there anyone here? I’m here to pitch in.”
As he spoke, Han Qianqian tentatively walked inside, while his divine sense continued to spread out in order to inquire about the situation inside the house.
Soon, Han Qianqian’s brow furrowed as his divine sense told him that not only was there someone in the house, but also, the number of people was extremely large.
And almost at the same time, there was a fierce burst of footsteps behind Han Qianqian, and although he was like a rat in the dark, he was still obviously slow in Han Qianqian’s eyes.
The only thing he saw was that he quickly rushed to the door, then suddenly grabbed back the door panel that Han Qianqian had taken down with force, and in one skilled movement, he set it in place and was about to turn around and run when Han Qianqian was already in front of him.
With a movement in his hand, the heavenly fire appeared, illuminating the interior of the house.
What appeared before Han Qianqian’s eyes was a short man who was less than one meter three in height, but the short man’s limbs were extremely strong and his muscles seemed to be on the verge of exploding from his body at any moment.
“If there’s someone there, why didn’t you make a sound? Much less open the door?” Han Qianqian blocked his way and asked in a cold voice.
The man’s face was clearly anxious, especially when he looked at the Heavenly Flame in Han Qianqian’s hand and became even more anxious.
“What? Are you afraid of fire? Or maybe light?”
But as the Heavenly Fire opened up most of the room to sight, he could clearly see that quite a few of the tables had candlesticks or oil lamps on them.
“Put it out, put him out.” He was so anxious that he stood on tiptoe and even tried to blow out the heavenly fire himself.
But how could the heavenly fire be blown out? This thing was a big killer in itself, and only the rich ones like Han Qianqian were using it as a light.
“If you don’t make it clear, not only will the fire not go out, it will only get bigger and even burn down your house.”