Great Jin, Xuanzhou.
Scarlet blood qi spread between heaven and earth.
Swish!!
A flash of silver light shone, and within its vague brilliance, there seemed to be the roar of a dragon.
Following that, a long spear moved like a dragon, unstoppable, piercing through a group of demons.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
In an instant, monster after monster exploded.
Bang!
Finally, a great demon as large as a small mountain crashed to the ground.
"Lord Li!"
As the demons were annihilated, a Minor General immediately stepped forward, speaking with respect.
There stood a young man dressed in jet-black smooth armour embellished with the character for "mountain," holding a silver-white spear tall as a man.
Scarlet blood traces slid down his armour, not appearing disheveled, but rather adding a few degrees of majesty.
"Hmm."
The young man nodded his head in acknowledgment, then sheathed his spear, and walked towards the outskirts of Demon Mountain.
