The pitch-black, dense dark clouds loomed over the sky, as if some mysterious power was being nurtured within them.
But soon, the dark clouds dispersed, sunlight fell, and the blue sky with white clouds unfolded, indicating a clear day stretching endlessly.
It seemed as if everything that had happened just now was merely a small passing cloud.
However, if someone could perceive the Martial Fortune, they would see that the once vigorously erupting Martial Fortune came to a halt as the dark clouds dissipated.
As if it was shackled by some terrifying force.
At the outermost perimeter of the North Sea, before the Ancient Forest, a leisurely figure slowly descended from the sky.
A special kind of power emanated from his body, his aura fluctuating between strong and weak, while his eyes shone brightly with some reminiscent glaze as he looked around.
"I didn't expect it would be because of this matter that I return to the Ancestor Star..."
