Follow the path of Dao from infancy
A new work from the author of 'Astral Pet Store', welcome to enjoy it! ———— In chaotic times, one seeks survival; in prosperous times, one seeks fame. Despite being weathered by the vicissitudes of life, the Great Yu Dynasty still found itself in an era of prosperity. In the northwest, a youth trekked nine thousand miles on foot, slaying the Great Demon alone to compete for a lifetime of glory. In Long Lake, an unmatched Grandmaster hurried to the mortal realm to establish a sect, leaving his name to be revered for a hundred generations. In the imperial capital, a saintly figure spread his teachings far and wide, with followers throughout Qingzhou, his legacy lasting forever. Yet within Qingzhou City, in the compound of a family with a long military heritage, there was a child who never engaged in serious pursuits, instead spending his days playing chess, painting, fishing, and playing the zither. Years later— …… When the sword rose, dragon smoke stretched for three thousand miles, and a single strike wiped out the cities of nine provinces! Among all the laws of the world, only I, have entered the path. …… 【Light-Hearted Humor】【Martial Path Panel】【Art Master】【Scheming】
Chapter 19: Passing Mo River (Let's add an update)
"Hao Er, what, what are you saying?"
Li Xiaoran felt a jolt through his body when he heard Li Hao's murmur, immediately followed by the sight of the surrounding power converging, crazily pressing toward Li Hao's body.
That power coalesced into a storm, isolating him, and the mere gathering of force made it feel impossible for him to approach.
In the center of this vortex of power, Li Hao's body shone with a brilliant golden light, and his hair, previously restored to a lustrous black, once again turned silvery-white, strand by strand.
From black to snow-white, it seemed as if his life force was fading too.
Li Xiaoran was stunned, feeling as if the blood in his body had frozen. He guessed what Li Hao was about to do.
His mouth slightly agape, he wanted to call out to stop him, but he couldn't utter a single word when it came to his lips.
Was there any other hope?
No.