Red Maple City.
A city built upon the rock faces of a mountain range.
This massive War Fortress, built in just three days, had endured countless battles yet still stood tall. In fact, it had only grown stronger and more prosperous.
It had long since become an existence that the countless nobles in the northern Winter Frost Sect Country both hated and feared.
Stepping out of the Plane Gate, Pei Ze found himself in a vast, open square.
People came and went across the square. From time to time, someone would enter the Plane Gate behind him, but even more people emerged from it.
Su Ya and Peng Yan followed closely behind Pei Ze, their faces filled with amazement as they took in the surrounding scenery.
The square was at a high elevation, carved out from the very peak of a mountain.
Looking out from it, one could see countless gray-white mountain ranges rising and falling, stretching into the far distance with no end in sight.
