In the sky, a dark blue light flashed by, as fast as lightning.
It was a Blue Bird, and on the back of the bird, there were many figures.
"That's the Han clan's ancient city!"
Han Yutong raised her hand and pointed ahead.
Tang Hao looked over and saw a majestic city on the vast land. It was completely black and made of some kind of metal. The city walls were covered with dense blood-red lines.
It was the blood of the Han clan's ancestor.
Every Pangu clan's ancient city had been watered by the blood of their ancestors, which made them indestructible fortresses. Even a nine tribulation Supreme would find it difficult to break into an ancient city.
It was also because of these ancient cities that even if these clans were weakened, they would not be exterminated and could continue to exist smoothly.
"It's quite imposing!"
Tang Hao looked around the city.
This was the first time he had seen an ancient city.
