Yi Mountain City.0

The formations over Yi Mountain City glowed brightly, their intricate patterns appearing especially sharp in the winter snow. Golden light approached from afar, landing upon the city walls.0

“Greetings, General!”0

Li Xuanfeng rode the wind toward the city, carrying in his hand the corpse of a scaly demonic beast. Its blue eyes stared lifelessly at the sky, long dead. The guards on either side stepped back respectfully, addressing him as General.0

He nodded briefly and descended the steps. Then, he walked straight to his residence and pushed the door open. The house had no servants and was somewhat dimly lit. Inside, a young man crouched in the courtyard, carefully adjusting a longbow in his hands.0

At the brief sound of the door opening, the young man lifted his gaze. His features bore a seventy-percent resemblance to Li Xuanfeng. Especially his sharp eyebrows which carried a rebellious air....0