「Ten days later.」
At dusk, the imposing mountain gate of the Qingxuan Sect cast a long shadow under the setting sun.
Two disciples guarding the gate stood listlessly on either side, chatting idly.
"Have you heard? Senior Brother Luo is already back from the Imperial Capital."
"I heard that a while ago. I also heard that at the Martial Arts Assembly, which gathers all the prodigies from the One Hundred and Eight Counties of the Great Chu Dynasty, Senior Brother Fang Han—"
Before he could finish, the disciple's eyes suddenly widened.
At the end of the mountain path, a behemoth was striding toward them.
The Demon was covered in a mane of fiery-red fur. Its body was several times larger than an ordinary tiger, and its every footstep sent a dull tremor through the ground.
Its dark-gold, vertical pupils glinted with a terrifying cold light in the sunset. The ferocious aura radiating from its body instantly made the two guards' hair stand on end.
"A First Grade… Demon?!"
