"Let's go!"
Liang Hui stepped out of the war chariot and came up beside Hoo Bai, his palm gently caressing its skeletal frame.
Roar!
With a low growl, Hoo Bai leaped into the air, its body rapidly shrinking in mid-flight.
By the time it landed on Liang Hui's shoulder, it was only the size of a fist.
The young man waved his hand, and the war chariot beside him disappeared.
Turn around!
With the Immortal War Spear on his back and the Red Cloud Dao Sword at his waist, the altar nestled in his arms, he strode towards the millions of miles of mountains.
This time, he was determined to subdue the Barbarian Tribe, to bring the lands that had been separated from the Fourteen States since ancient times to heel!
As he left Manzhou and entered the endless mountain ranges,
the roars of wild beasts all around, the sky-blocking poisonous miasma, and the numerous small barbarian tribes like hairs on an ox, constantly passed by his side.
