After flying for an hour, they finally arrived at the Ancient City of Hallows.
Unlike the cities that everyone was familiar with, the Ancient City of Hallows didn't have grand and magnificent city walls. Because the existence of city walls was meaningless in this safety zone.
So, there were only numerous buildings that were covered in trees, and they were filled with the beauty of nature and harmony.
These buildings had unique and unique designs, and they were stacked layer upon layer around a group of mountains to form a trapezoid shape. Even though they were distributed very loosely, they still seemed to be orderly.
The truly strange scene wasn't these unique buildings, it was the pedestrians of different races that were mixed together on the streets of the Ancient City of Hallows.
There were demons with enchanting and sexy appearances, beasts with robust physiques, and winged and feathered members of the Winged Race.
In short, besides the Dragon Race and Phoenix Race that the great figures from the Domain of the Gods coveted for their bloodlines and were forced to hide, practically all the races at the peak of the continent could be seen here.
All these races walked on the same streets in a very natural manner, and they acted as if they didn't see each other as they brushed past each other.
It was even to the extent that two races that had a blood feud with each other just glared fiercely at each other before leaving obediently. They didn't have the slightest intention to attack each other.
Even though everyone had heard of this, they were still rather shocked when they witnessed this inconceivable scene with their own eyes.
They were truly unable to imagine exactly what sort of force was restraining these races and making them obey the rules of the safety zone obediently.
Under the white robed man's lead, Lin Yun's group walked on the streets and brushed past all sorts of races.
Many races shot disdainful and disdainful gazes at Lin Yun's group. Obviously, they looked down on the human race.
Their group hadn't walked for long when a wave of restlessness suddenly arose from the distant streets, and many people had gathered over to watch.
"Don't force me …. Really don't force me. Otherwise, I'll do anything. I'll really … really do anything!"
An orc covered in scars and handcuffs was holding a longsword against the neck of a young nobleman, speaking in an agitated tone to the young nobleman.
Even though he held a sword in his hand, he was nervous to the point his hands were trembling, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
On the other hand, the young noble seemed to be extremely calm instead. He looked at the beastman with disdain as if he wasn't afraid of anything.
The surrounding onlookers all began to discuss in low voices.
"Who is so audacious as to kidnap a member of the Ancient Sages with a sword? They must be tired of living!"
"I still remember that beastman with the sword. He was the slave that was sold to the Ancient Sacred Clan at the auction half a year ago."
"Half a year ago, he was still a three-meter-tall brawny man. How did he become like this? Look at the wounds on his body, tsk tsk tsk, it's really a tragic sight. "
"He probably couldn't stand the abuse of the Ancient Sacred Tribe, and that's why he seized the sword and rebelled."
When everyone mentioned the Ancient Sacred Clan, Lin Yun immediately looked at the young noble.
This noble youth was wearing a diamond-studded crown and a diamond-studded silk robe. His appearance was exactly the same as a human's, but his eyes were dark purple, giving off an innate noble temperament.
Was this the Ancient Saint Clan?
Lin Yun immediately sent out his senses to check the cultivation of this young man from the Ancient Sacred Clan.
What surprised Lin Yun was that this young man from the Ancient Sacred Clan was only at the Martial Master Realm, which was not even as high as the beastman who had kidnapped him.
"That young noble is from the Ancient Sacred Clan, and he is someone that we cannot afford to offend. Do not get involved with him, or else even if you have a few lives, it won't be enough to pay for it. "The man in the white robe said to the crowd in a serious tone.
Hearing the white-robed man's words, everyone, aside from Lin Yun, became nervous.
At the same time, they were also curious about what was so scary about the Ancient Sacred Clan that even the man in the white robe, who was so powerful, was so afraid of them.
Lin Yun didn't say anything, and his face was expressionless. He just calmly continued to observe what was happening.
The young man from the Ancient Sacred Clan looked at the beastman with disdain, and said in a condescending tone, "You lowly slave, how dare you use a sword to kidnap your great and noble master!
"A lowly and filthy slave like you living on the top of the continent is polluting the land!
"As your master, I have shown you the greatest mercy by not turning you into dust. Not only are you not grateful, but you are also using a sword to kidnap me! This is unforgivable! "
"Shut up! I've had enough! Even if I die, I don't want to be tortured by you anymore! You devil! I will … "The beastman, who was covered in wounds, roared and pressed the tip of his sword against the throat of the young man from the Ancient Sacred Clan.
However, he didn't dare to cut his throat. Instead, he stared at the young man with tears streaming down his face, as if he was struggling with his own thoughts.
Facing the cold blade, the young man wasn't afraid at all. The guard behind him used a threatening tone to dissuade the sword-wielding orc, "Stop, don't do such a stupid thing!"
"The man standing in front of you is a direct descendant of the Ancient Sacred Clan, Mister Gulot! If you dare touch a hair of his, you will be dead! Even your family, your parents, your wife, and your children, will not be able to escape death! "
When the beastman heard the guard's threat, it was as if the words had hit the nail on the head. He cried, "I don't want to do this! I just want my freedom! Why? Why can't you let me go?
I beg you! Don't force me! Let me go! I just want freedom! I just want to be a normal person! I've had enough! "
The beastman became more and more sorrowful as he spoke. In the end, he cried his heart out as if he had been tortured.
The young man from the Ancient Sacred Clan, Gulot, didn't feel any pity for him. He continued to speak in a condescending tone, "You are just a lowly slave. How dare you beg me for freedom? What a joke!
From the day I bought you, you were no longer a human being. You are just a commodity to me! How can a commodity be free? Stop joking! "
When he said the last sentence, Gullot angrily roared, as if what he said was the truth, as if it was only right and proper.
"I will give you ten seconds. Put down your sword and surrender to me! Otherwise, you know the consequences! "
After Gulot said this, the beastman started to hesitate. His ferocious eyes started to become weak and his willpower started to surrender.
Then, he laughed. His laughter was even uglier than his crying. It was miserable and ironic, desperate and desperate.
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