With a three-pronged purple gold crown atop his head, he wore a red cotton brocade robe from Xichuan adorned with myriad flowers, his body draped in a chainmail armored with beast-faced helmet emblems, his waist girded with a finely wrought lion's mane belt.
A bow and quiver on his back, halberd in hand, the steed he rode was none other than the whinnying Red Hare!
At the sight of this person,
Even Xie Tianke, known as the finest warrior under the heavens in his time, with eyes sharp as an eagle's, couldn't help but sharply narrow them to the size of needle points.
An unprecedented sense of crisis swept through every nerve in his body.
Even Chuoluosi, who commanded the previous mighty army, was far from comparable to this solitary figure on horseback.
An involuntary exclamation escaped his lips,
"Is this man... Greedy Wolf Fate, the Unrivaled Ghost God, Lv Fengxian?!!"
[Ability: Green History Summoning General!
