The uniform footsteps of the Mechanical Army suddenly halted.
At the center of the formation, Ning Zhuo stared into the distance: "Is that the Fire Crown Divine Pine?"
Undoubtedly, the Fire Crown Divine Pine, located at the core of the Ten-mile Burning Forest, was the heart of this place.
Its thick trunk stood straight like a pillar of heaven, unmoved and imposing. The red copper-colored bark was covered in lava-like patterns, as if thousands of fire dragons were slithering beneath its surface.
Seven hundred and twenty main branches radiated towards the sky, each branch splitting into nine layers of bronze-colored secondary branches, with layers upon layers of flaming leaves forming a thirty-acre wide Red Gold Crown.
And each leaf, shaped like a phoenix tail, silently burned with an undying orange-red flame.
Majestic!
Sacred!
These were the most intense sensations Ning Zhuo felt while observing from afar.
