On the vast ancient path, a horse came.
On the horse's back sat a green-robed scholar with an elegant scholarly temperament.
That person was Tang Hao. He had come all the way here.
Not far in front of him, there was a majestic city.
This was an ancient city named southernmost city. It was said that it had a long history of more than 10000 years. The city walls were mottled and looked quite shabby.
It was also the largest city in the South of the ancient wilderness.
The ancient wilderness was so vast that it was beyond Tang Hao's imagination. He had thought that Pangu continent was at most about the size of the central sacred planet, but now that he had really gone around, he realized how wrong he was.
He was still wandering in the southern part of the ancient wilderness and had yet to leave.
In this ancient desolate land, there were three thousand ancient countries, which meant that there were more than three thousand clans.
