Nearly Half a Year Ago…
Martial Heaven Peak, Sword Peak.
A lone figure traversed the many peaks of Martial Heaven Peak.
Though his cultivation sat only at the early Tier Three, no one dared underestimate him.
Within the Arena, the battlefield of cultivators this figure held a terrifying record.
Undefeated.
Even against challengers from Tier Four.
Whispers followed him wherever he went.
"I heard that mysterious figure is heading toward Sword Peak."
"A bamboo hat… long hair, white streaked with black. That's him."
"Isn't that the one who masters every weapon he touches?"
"They say he copies every technique his opponent uses."
"That's nonsense. Only a handful of heaven-defying monsters could do something like that."
"…But you did see him fight, didn't you?"
"I heard he's developing his own supreme technique. He came out of seclusion just to complete it."
"Hah. Even so, he can't compare to the rising rookie of our Sword Peak."
