"Another traveler has joined us," she murmured to herself, her voice melodious like a fairy's chant.
She slowly walked out of the Divine Temple, following the source of an unseen gaze, her eyes profound, whispering:
"I feel an invincible resolve above Jiang Tunhai and an even more dominant force above Si Tianming; this will be a formidable foe."
...
In the center of the ancient arena.
A young man, bare-chested, robust and wild life force bursting from every distinct muscle.
His bronze skin covered with scars like those from knife and axe, his glory and his combat achievements.
His demeanor rugged yet domineering, yet also deep and restrained, his sharp eyes able to perceive the essence of all things.
He slowly walks along the periphery stone walls of the arena, gently touching the mottled cracks and dark red bloodstains, as if tracing his own past footsteps, also in search of the war spirits of ancestors.
