A golden light of escape soared into the sky from amidst the army, blocking the path ahead in the night sky.
Take a closer look.
The newcomer was clad in a Taoist robe, riding on an immortal crane. Though not burly in stature, he stood as majestically as a Cang Song. The ancient and elegant robe, made of dark green fabric, emitted a soft luster under the moonlight, with cloud patterns floating gracefully, embodying the unity of heaven and man. This elder Daoist's hair and beard were grizzled, yet his face showed no signs of aging, a testament to the saying "crane hair youthful face," his eyes bright like starlight, deep and serene.
The night wind rustled by, causing his hair and beard to sway, his robes fluttering, exuding the dignity of overlooking all beings, amidst the immortal air and Daoist aura.
The human emperor of the Eastern Continent, Emperor Longqing of Dasheng, Cao Kai.
"Beiliang King."
