Axe Warrior

"The Way can be understood, and surname can be named, but not ordinary.
Without a name, it's the beginning of heaven and earth. With a name, it's the mother of all things.
Well, there might be another 'name,' called the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, hehe..."
"I've achieved enlightenment! I've achieved enlightenment!
HAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Watching his fellow Daoist whose skull has split open, the ribcage torn, growing wings of flesh, and flying into the sky,
Li Fan, with lingering fear, stops his sermon for the day.
"Sigh, I can't just blabber about the Daoist skill anymore, I've driven another one mad..."

The Taoist ancestor is Cthulhu

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of drifting snow, vast and desolate Northland, a young girl dressed in a felt coat, her dark golden braids twisted like ropes, rode a golden eagle, flying over majestic mountains.


The girl pulled out a piece of sheepskin from her bosom, comparing it with the terrain depicted in the drawing, and estimated that she had arrived at the destination. She then raised the ghost-faced blood jade pendant tied to her left wrist with an elastic band, and instantly a beam of red light shone, spreading over the mountains and guiding the golden eagle to spiral down and land on a solitary mountain peak.


Following the beacon of red light, the girl finally found her destination.


A shadow of a bloody face projected by the red light on the stone wall of that mountain peak, its eyes hollow, its teeth bared and claws waving, as if it wanted to break out of the ice and devour anyone who disturbed its tranquility.


Chapter 422 Sa Rilang