Before the person arrives, the sound precedes him, like a dragon's chant and a tiger's roar.
"Thousand peaks track snow, claw marks deep, alone at a perilous cliff testing iron scales. Under the moon swallowing the clouds, refining courage, in the thunder forging bones, shedding the mundane. The bloody wind hasn't changed the mountain's resolve, the transformative fire illuminates the heart of a loyal son. Suddenly a loud roar shatters the sea of clouds, only then realizing the sky abyss has a pathway!"
The poem's rhyme resonates powerfully, with heroic spirit reaching the clouds, conveying the struggles and triumphs of the arduous journey of seeking the Dao, ultimately achieving a breakthrough with exhilarating satisfaction.
The recitation falls, and a large figure appears before the crowd.
"So it's him!"
Shen Xuan suddenly understands.
Though he has never personally seen this person, the imposing aura is quite familiar to him.
