On a small island.
A dark-skinned man who looked like a fisherman suddenly raised his head, looking in the direction of the Yongchang Kingdom's Celestial Capital.
He carried a wooden bucket in his hand. Large fish thrashed about inside, but they could never escape the small container.
"Five hundred years... I've finally waited for this fish, and a big one at that..."
WHOOSH.
The man abruptly vanished from where he stood.
On an ice plain.
Gales howled across the vast expanse, sharp and biting like the roars of a furious dragon.
A figure amidst the endless snow and ice relentlessly threw punch after punch.
The afterimages of his fists were fierce, tearing rift after rift into the surrounding space.
The sheer force caused the endless snow and ice to instantly vaporize, surging back up into the sky.
He suddenly stopped his punches and looked up at the sky in surprise and doubt.
