On this day.
Deep within the Mountain City, fog surged, and airflows flowed backward.
Chen Sheng slowly walked out from the place of his retreat.
His steps were neither hurried nor slow, each step light as if treading on ethereal smoke, yet stable as though he had anchored the entire world, even the mountain ridges and earth veins gently sank with his footsteps.
His surrounding mana was restrained to the extreme, condensed and unwavering, like a dragon hidden in the deep sea, a tiger crouching in a cold abyss.
Each breath he took stirred the cold air deep underground, wisps of chilly water vapor rose along the earth veins, spiraled upwards, forming faint clouds beside him, rising and falling with his breaths.
Deep in the mountain's belly, within the palace.
Red Wood was sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, regulating his breath, surrounded by blazing golden light, currently comprehending Dao Foundation [Gold Unrepentant].
