Three more years had passed since Lü Yang's visit to Wang Boyuan.
Over the past three years, he had met with the other Celestial Martial Artists one by one. Some were kind, others vicious, and he inevitably had to fight the more belligerent ones.
However, Lü Yang had also gained a great deal. He finally had a much deeper understanding of the so-called Fourth Step of Martial Arts. His once-dormant spirit was now incredibly active, and it felt as if the qi and blood in his body were about to burst forth—a truly wondrous experience.
That night, the moon was dark, the wind was high, and the stars were a dense tapestry across the sky.
The streets, usually brightly lit, were for some reason dark tonight. Many households had tightly shut their doors and windows, making the vast Celestial Capital City feel strangely deserted.
Lü Yang walked alone down the pitch-black street.
"This Path of Celestial Martial Artist is quite interesting..."
