This man seemed to have sensed something as well.
He lifted his head to look up, his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes blazing with an intense, fiery gaze.
In the sky, the White Tiger Seven Stars shone brilliantly.
In the air, a mighty tiger's roar seemed to reverberate.
Li Guanyi grimaced, as if stabbed by a sharp sword, experiencing a piercing pain.
Then he seemed to fall from the starlight, returning to his body.
He opened his eyes, the bronze tripod humming, its breath circulating in the depths of Li Guanyi's eyes. He lifted his head and gazed at the starlight, as if seeing the splendor of the stars descending upon the world. The light of the White Tiger Seven Stars shone not only on him but also in another direction.
And this feeling was that the man, too, was in the Western Regions?