Primordial Star.
Su Jie recalled the punch he had thrown in the final match, continuously deepening the impression of it as he practiced on the clearing opened up by the Xuan Tribe.
His posture was dragon-like as his hands danced with the wind; he sensed nature while imagining all aspects of human civilization, merging all the martial arts and knowledge he had learned during this time.
In the eyes of the primitive people, Su Jie's form was bizarre yet mystical, possessing a strange beauty that calmed their hearts.
They had never experienced such tranquility.
A breeze brushed past their ears; they could perceive it clearly, even hearing the sound of the wind.
That sensation was as if they had returned to the womb, profoundly mysterious.
"Hmm?"
Su Jie abruptly looked up while practicing.
But then he paused.
"What's happening to me?"
He looked down at his hands and then towards the sky, feeling as if two entwined existences related to him were intertwining in the unknown.
