In the dimly lit room.
A shadowy figure sits, eyebrows tightly knotted.
The man in the white robe across him, just as serious, devoid of smiles. A hollow light surrounds him, indicating that it's not his true body.
Traveling around the world.
He has apparently used the divine skills of the Immortal Law to traverse thousands of miles and meet the shadowy figure.
"Not only did Shu Mountain produces Jiang Yuebai, who can operate the Perfect Cycle, but there is also a disciple from the Third Realm who has distinguished himself," the man in the white robe said solemnly, "Heroes flourish, clearly their destiny is not yet exhausted."
"Heh." The shadowy figure sneered, "Like the proverb goes, a dying worm still wriggles. Shu Mountain is so influential, it's normal that every generation has a few geniuses. What's bizarre about that? As long as they don't have divine artifacts, they'll always be useless."
