Zain stood quietly, his eyes locked on the group of robed fighters before him.
He watched every movement they made, every technique they used.
Each of them moved like the cultivators from his old world.
They had perfect posture, smooth footwork, and sharp strikes.
Their hands formed signs before casting techniques, and their swords moved in patterns that clearly followed ancient martial arts styles.
It was real martial arts.
Zain narrowed his eyes slightly.
"They're not just using weapons or energy blasts," he muttered. "They're using cultivation techniques."
He felt something stir inside him.
He had long believed this new world was ruled by ether-based systems.
Heroes used ether to power tech skills, and the Beastkin Brood fused ether with mutation.
And he himself had fused ether with qi to create [Heavenly Demon Ether].
But these people…
They didn't look like they belonged to any forces that he knew in this supreme island.
