Jiang Feng sighed to himself. Fortunately, he had the guidance of the Golden-Armored Divine Man; otherwise, he would have taken many detours.
With the Flame Clan's current strength, they did not have much room for error.
In the end, with the Golden-Armored Divine Man's help, the Flame Clan chose a highly unusual place to establish their clan city.
It was where three mountain ranges met, with exceptionally complex terrain. From an ordinary person's perspective, it was simply unfit for building a city.
This was because such mountainous terrain had not yet fully taken shape, and crustal movements could still occur at any time. Once a city was built there, it would have to face the earthquakes brought about by those crustal movements.
However, as the Golden-Armored Divine Man pointed out, this place appeared to be where the mountain ranges were in turmoil, but it was actually where three spiritual veins converged. If they could build their city atop these three spiritual veins, not only would its inhabitants gain the advantage of abundant divine aura, but the city's defensive formation could also swiftly draw power from the spiritual veins to sustain its defenses.
Once the site had been decided, the warship, piloted by the Golden-Armored Divine Man, slowly sailed above the designated location.
Then a rumble sounded within the warship. Everyone spread out their senses and discovered that a hatch had opened beneath the vessel, from which an enormous stone pillar slowly extended.
The stone pillar stood a hundred zhang tall, thick and sturdy, like a palace's supporting column—a perfectly regular cylinder. Its material was dense and entirely black, its surface covered in countless incantations carved in relief. The densely packed markings gave it an extraordinarily mysterious air.
As a master artifact refiner, Jiang Feng naturally recognized the incantations upon it.