Rain had spent a hundred days in the training space. Yet, in the real world, it was nothing more than a fleeting moment.
"One hundred days... just like that."
He stood there, staring at the colossal head of the Black Turtle. Even after all this time, a sense of awe filled his heart.
'A divine beast…' The sheer power and presence it radiated were overwhelming.
'So this is the true power of the divine. I can't even imagine what it would be like to stand against something like this.'
Compared to this, even Qi Xinwoh, the master Rain had always revered, seemed insignificant. "It's like comparing a firefly to the full moon. I can't believe I once thought someone like Qi Xinwoh was at the peak."
During those hundred days, Rain had trained silently, relentlessly. His mind had been focused solely on one thing: growing stronger.
No distractions. No breaks. Just pure, unwavering dedication.
