The morning was born peaceful in the Verdant Sword Sect. The wind cut through the mountains, carrying the mist that rose from the valley.
The silence in the central courtyard was interrupted by firm footsteps.
Mei Ran appeared before Kyrian's residence and announced in a clear voice.
"Kyrian, the sect leader awaits you."
Kyrian, who was already awake, was not surprised. He had already expected to be summoned. Then, he walked in silence, following Mei Ran to the main hall.
The polished wooden doors of the hall opened before him, revealing Feng Yuan seated on the sect's throne. The hall was empty, with no elders or disciples, only the two of them.
Kyrian advanced, each of his steps echoing and filling the environment.
Feng Yuan's gaze narrowed. He immediately noticed it. The faint pressure, subtle but impossible to hide. Kyrian had crossed into the Liberation Realm.
The vigor of the energy was noticeable just by looking into his eyes.
