At the end of dusk, night was about to rise.
A great star shone, harmonizing with the sun and moon, illuminating Yin and Yang.
The Taibai Star, the first star to appear between dark sky and daylight.
In daylight, it is Venus; in the dark sky, it is Changgeng.
Its appearance is the bane of the everlasting night, predestined in the depths of mystery.
At this moment, the sun and moon shone together, day and night rotated, the great star hung in the vast sky, as unique as the young man walking from afar, unparalleled and singular.
Li Changgeng, the descendant of the White Crane Temple, the moment he appeared, he drew everyone's attention.
Xia Weisheng, Fang Changle, Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang…
Zhang Huntu, Yu Xuanji, Xiangtingshan, Huang Sanlang…
These top young masters, their movements slowed momentarily; with such cultivation, even they couldn't help but spare a thought, captivated by this man's demeanor.
"Li Changgeng!" Zhang Fan murmured with a firm voice.
