Po Jun?!
Li Guanyi recalled the records that Elder Xue had mentioned to him before. Every generation of the White Tiger Sect would encounter Yao Guang and Po Jun, both disciples of the Eastern Land Stargazing School, but belonging to different factions.
Li Guanyi remained composed, gazing at the fierce Tiger Howl War Halberd placed at the back of the carriage.
Po Jun lightly traced the halberd with his fingers, saying, “This is a fine weapon, a divine weapon. General Xue, five hundred years ago, swept away the coalition forces on the grasslands and pierced through the sacred mountain of the Dangxiang people with arrows. When he left, he placed this halberd within that sacred mountain.”
“This is a weapon of a conqueror, heavy and powerful.”
“I spent three years locating this halberd, then set out alone from the Central Plains, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers to reach the sacred mountain of the Dangxiang people, strategizing for them, gaining their trust, and ultimately leaving with this halberd.”
“You can give it a try.”
At Li Guanyi's side, the aura of his primordial spirit gathered and transformed into a White Tiger.