Thus, the world, heroes rise, like dragons and tigers fighting, colliding, is the swan song of this chaotic era.
Disputes among each other, none are easy to get along with.
The Wolf King indeed grasped the tide of fate, possessing a dominant aura; Li Guanyi cannot pause, he must ride swiftly across the world, the Wolf King's martial skills reaching Nine Heavens, commanding fifty thousand Gray Wolf Cavalry, and various other troops numbering hundreds of thousands.
Li Guanyi wishes to confront the Wolf King.
His forces need to be truly elite, or else to have a greater number of troops.
"I won't stay long in Xiyi City."
Li Guanyi looked at Li Zhaowen, said: "This time I return just to take a few people away and to bid farewell to you, Erlang. Besides this, there is this object I must give to you." Li Guanyi placed a jade stone in Li Zhaowen's hand:
"Whatever you do with this, it is for you, Erlang, to decide personally."
