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.,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.,Zhang Ruochen's eyes squinted and stared at the woman in purple standing on the third floor of an old building by the street.。