Lin Mu's attacks had splashed magma high up for it to reach all the way to the surface, leaving these traces. The Black Bone Sea lapped against the shore as if trying to wash away the traces of the battle, though nothing could erase the memory of what had been done there.
"You…" Elder Luo began, struggling to put his thoughts into words. "We heard rumors, whispers of your strength, Lin Mu. But to see it… and to know this was all your doing…" His voice faltered, then firmed as he finished, "It seems the sect, and perhaps the world, underestimated you."
Daoist Chu smiled faintly, looking at Lin Mu. "What you saw here is but a fraction of his true might. I witnessed him once, long ago, standing alone against millions of chimeric beasts. Compared to that, today was nothing more than a small matter."
