Little Taotie watched as Qing Luan opened the paper crane, which transformed into a talisman paper covered in runes. Qing Luan placed the talisman paper on his forehead and instantly turned into—the War God!
The eyes are windows to the soul.
Even clad in armor and wearing a helmet, those eyes exposed to the world can betray one's identity.
But due to the talisman paper transformed from the paper crane, every detail of Qing Luan's eyes, even the pupils, was exactly the same as the War God's.
It's like copying and pasting while making a map.
Little Taotie was close enough to see clearly; they looked exactly the same!
If two identical War Gods appeared in front of her, she would have difficulty distinguishing the real one.
Qing Luan walked towards the outside of the Grand Palace, and all the immortals noticed him and respectfully greeted him.
"Greetings, War God."
"War God, you've come as well?"
