Outside the Imperial City of the Light Wind Empire, the shadow of a figure gradually rose up from the horizon afar. This figure had a head of hoary hair, the force of energy of a dragon, and an erect body.
The gray-haired man had a formidable cultivation level. He drew up a storm as he walked forth. With every step, all the trees around him swayed violently.
However, this gray-haired man, a warrior with an incredible force of energy, clutched a roasted leg of meat in his hand.
It was hard to tell what spirit beast this leg full of meat came from as it was roasted into a burnt black shade. If it weren't for the general shape of a leg that allowed one to discern it belonged to a spirit beast, it would have looked like this fellow was chewing on charcoal.
"Pft! How can it taste so disgusting?"
