Different from the black gold Tower he had seen before, this tower was khaki in color and was built from yellow soil.
It wasn't tall, only about ten thousand feet.
Tang Hao went up to the top of the tower.
At the top of the tower was a platform that was ten feet wide, and there was an ancient stone platform.
He looked around and walked in front of the stone platform, preparing to try pouring in some Shen power.
At this moment, the stone platform trembled and shone with a piercing divine light.
A figure walked out of the light. Upon closer inspection, one would see that it was an ordinary-looking old man in a black robe. Judging from his aura, he was at the half-ancestral realm.
The old man stood still and lifted his head. He looked at Tang Hao arrogantly, sizing him up.
Tang Hao had already changed his aura and maintained it at the half-ancestral realm.
