Ning Wuque stared at the formidable Crimson Flame Qilin, frowning slightly as he faintly sensed a certain hollow and superficial weakness about the beast. Before he could dwell on the thought, however, his gaze was drawn to the figure riding upon its back.
A man draped in golden battle armor.
A mane of black hair cascading loosely down his back.
His posture as straight and unyielding as a towering mountain.
Riding atop the Qilin and rising and falling with its every movement was a middle-aged man whose heroic features bore a striking resemblance to Mu Yunshang.
The moment this man appeared,
he seemed like a bright moon suspended at the zenith of the midnight sky.
He was like the blazing sun at high noon, radiating searing light.
His mere presence made him the absolute core of the entire world!
Drawing every single gaze toward him.
Chapter 103