The woods ahead suddenly turned sparse, replaced by a valley and a plateau caused by a red, zigzagging river.

Right next to the valley was a crimson town built against the mountain. The wall of the town was made of Red Steel Rocks, from which red air seemed to be popping up. It could block the snakes, insects, rats, and ants, yet it could not make anyone feel uncomfortable. Looked at from a long distance, the town was enshrouded in clouds and mist, and it appeared rather splendid.

It was the stronghold of the Fire Rude Clan, the largest tribe in the Southland of Sorcerers. It was also the economic, political, and military center of the Southland of Sorcerers that had been influenced by the Great Qian Dynasty most.

Right now, on the two sides of the Fire Rude Clan's village, approximately ten kilometers away from each other, camps had been established, and flags were fluttering. Two multicolored, bizarre-looking armies of barbarians were stationed on the two sides respectively.

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