Iron Mask

Huangxing’s elite personal guards, clad in black and wielding broad, heavy blades. Their techniques are fierce and overpowering, relying on sheer force to break through skill. They move like ghosts, vanishing in an instant and reappearing with their blades already crashing down toward the enemy’s head.

By nature, they are honest and easygoing, rarely harsh toward others. For ten years, they devoted themselves to the righteous path, yet remained largely unknown, while smooth talking opportunists claimed the credit and the praise.

They had long grown used to this. Until the comrades who had fought beside them through life and death began dying one by one from wounds and illness, all while waiting for reinforcements that never came.