Chapter 754 - 85: The Dignity of Marquis Qin Wu
The silver-haired man looked upon the majestic city before him, where a thousand riders surrounded a person under the escort of a sanguine Qilin Pattern battle flag that seemed to be unfurling from the sky, vast and spectacular.
Originally, the young Taoist fishing by the river, who wore a golden crown, somehow carried a trace of austere and overbearing majesty.
Sitting cross-legged, he could jovially drink and fish with strangers by the road as a Ranger, but when he raised his head to gaze upon the world, he was the most imposing hero of the past two decades.
The Marquis Qin Wu, who was granted his title at the age of sixteen.
Whale Hunter clicked his tongue, feeling he might not be able to look at him with the same eyes that saw a sixteen-year-old from the Five-layered Heaven, and then saw that Ling Pingyang had prepared an additional two horses.
Both were dragon horses that stood eight feet tall at the chest, and the elderly swordsman in green robes flicked his finger.
A burst of Inner Qi, which should have been capable of severing the most vigorous of lives with its chilling Sword Qi, was instead as gentle as a flowing breeze; the young girl in the long robes favored by Stargazers soared into the air and landed steadily upon the saddle of the battle horse.
At the front rode Marquis Qin Wu.
Behind him, flanking either side, were the white-haired swordsman and the silver-haired girl in a hood, and following them was the sanguine battle flag, held aloft by a twenty-foot-long halberd. The silver-haired girl spurred her horse forward, closing the distance between her and the young man.
Whale Hunter’s temple throbbed.