บท 472: Vermilion Bird Immortal Palace

Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath, wanting to dispel the memories of what happened in the nightmare completely. His eyes flashed with sharpness, and gleamed with a terrifying resolution.

After experiencing the baptism, the state of his heart was even firmer compared to before. Nobody could block his path.

Standing up, Qin Wentian felt his entire body grew cold. Droplets of perspiration doused his shirt, and as the light wind gusted past, the coldness seeped right into his body. However, his eyes were still staring determinedly ahead in the distance.

Right ahead in the distance,, there was an ancient emperor’s tomb. Not only that, it radiated a resplendent light, giving off the feeling that this ancient tomb would never lose its luster.