There wasn't any declaration marking the commencement of the festivities.

But no words were needed. With the simple act of opening the city gates, everyone tacitly knew that the Hungry Ghost Festival that they had all been eagerly anticipating had finally begun.

Tang An was fortunate enough to be located at the front of the pack. Thus, he personally witnessed the opening of the gates, only to reveal the misty and gorgeous world beyond the city walls. It was indescribably dazzling.

The bridges outside the gates were plain, straight bridges that stretched on for thousands of meters, covering the vast expanses of a body of water that appeared to flow around a particularly eye-catching island in the middle.

The entire island was brightly lit with countless lanterns and flickering netherflames, barely illuminating a massive structure located in the shadows. He saw a colossal statue of Diablo, a mothership suspended in mid-air, and even towering ancient city walls that looked no different from an ancient battlefield. He could even see a water park located on the side of the island, where two massive tails, one white and one green, rose from time to time, before crashing down into the waters below, sending a delightful sprinkle of water everywhere around.

Countless spots of netherflames darted here and there around the outskirts...