Qin Yang's gaze looked forward, sweeping past the dozens of figures standing on the square, finally resting at the end of the square.
There stood an ancient tower.
The tower stood seven stories high, the entire tower body was pure crimson, standing between heaven and earth, majestic and ancient.
At a glance, it fills one with awe.
Within it, it seemed as if endless pure fire energy was emanating.
"That tower..."
Qin Yang's pupils shrank suddenly, could the mystical nature of this square be because of that tower?
"Young friend Qin Yang, that is the Holy Tower of our clan, the Vermilion Bird Flame Tower."
Seeing Qin Yang's gaze fixed on the tower in the distance, Nangong Feng said with a smile.
"Vermilion Bird Flame Tower?"
Qin Yang murmured, from what he could see, that tower was definitely no ordinary thing.
"Yes, it's said that the Vermilion Bird Flame Tower is the life-bound treasure of the Vermilion Bird divine beast, though whether it's true or not is unknown."
