Sword Pavilion Building, the fireworks burned intensely, under the fluctuating firelight of the night sky.
A name reverberated lingeringly.
The Pass Colonel gazed into the distant night, muttering this name under his breath.
"Chen Yuan"
Before long, a subordinate hurried over.
"My lord, isn't that person from the Mountain-cutting Army?"
The subordinate could not help but speak in surprise, his eyes involuntarily following the direction of the disappearing figure, his heart trembling.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, one person had slain three Taoist Soldier Demons, arrived with a thunderclap that shook the sky, and after the deed, departed as if dusting off his robe.
An overbearing presence, his aura soared to the heavens!
The Pass Colonel shook his head.
There was no such person in the Mountain-cutting Army.
Nor was he heard of in Shu's Martial World.
