In the martial world, someone could fall into a pool of blood at any moment, and someone could die far from home at any moment. Perhaps today they still rode in fine clothes, drank and sang boldly, roamed Tianya with a sword in hand, settling grudges without fearing anyone—yet tomorrow, they might no longer see the sun after next or smell the rice fragrance by their childhood village.
The great reputation they had once carved out would gradually be washed away by time until no one cared and no one feared it.
Even the former Martial World Myth had not escaped such a fate.
After a myth died, as time passed, more and more young upstarts of the future, upon hearing that ancient, outdated name, might casually remark, "That's all there was to it!"
Fortunately, whether it was the name of the Black Wind Stronghold Master, the leader of the Heavenly Alliance, or the Demon Master of the Demonic Palace, each still had a shelf life of perhaps a century in the martial world.
Thus, even though seven full days had passed since those powerful figures vanished in the battle atop the Tianshan Mountains, the martial world had not forgotten them. Every day, people still discussed, speculated, and imagined what had happened.
Though no one had witnessed the final stage of that earth-shaking battle from up close, players had pieced together the various distant and nearby videos on the Jianghu Forum and gradually guessed at the battle's outcome.
These various conclusions rapidly spread through the martial world.
Some guessed that the lightning and thunder that day had resembled the scene when Xiong Ba unleashed his power on Wudang Mountain. Heavenly punishment and thunder tribulation had descended, burying everyone beneath the might of Heaven. No one had survived.
Others, drawing upon