A master at the peak of the late celestial pole died so unwillingly that after his death, a pair of eyes still stared straight at the sky without closing his eyes.,"chase me. I must catch up with Zhang Ruochen. I will cut him into thousands of pieces myself." Jinchuan roared.,when Zhang Ruochen came to the City of the Dead, he saw high walls, warships moored in the harbor, and an endless stream of warriors.。