That man's face was like the moon in mid-autumn, his complexion like a flower at dawn in spring. His sideburns seemed carved by a blade, his brows drawn in ink, his face like peach petals, and his eyes like autumn waves.
His body was imposing, his appearance dignified. A pair of eyes shone like cold stars, while his two brows were as dark and even as if painted with lacquer. His broad chest carried the imposing might of one who could rival ten thousand men. His voice was lofty, his words filled with soaring ambition. His heart was bold and his courage great, like a heaven-shaking lion descending from the clouds.
His bones were strong and his sinews powerful, like an earth-shaking Pixiu seated upon its throne. He was like a demon-subduing lord descended from Heaven, truly a God of War among men!!!
He stood nearly seven feet tall and was somewhat thin. He wore a purple Daoist robe embroidered with green patterns, which was actually a Houtian Supreme Treasure!! Over it was a milky-white sleeveless vest with a lustrous silk surface and a front opening. The hem of his robe was turned up and tucked into the white jade belt around his waist, while his feet were clad in Houtian Spiritual Treasure white deerskin boots...
His jet-black hair was neatly tied into a topknot and enclosed in an exquisite white jade crown. Pale-green silk ribbons hung from both sides of the jade crown, tied beneath his chin into a flowing-flower knot. White clothes and black hair, both drifting freely without being fastened or restrained, fluttered gently against his figure suspended in midair. He looked just like a divine being descending into the mortal world.
A faint purple sheen flowed across his skin, and purple light flickered in his eyes.