"Hm?"
In the far reaches of the void floated a towering mountain wrapped in endless black currents. The entire mountain was concealed, so well hidden that even powerful beings would struggle to detect it.
A white figure sat cross-legged atop the mountain, motionless as though he had been there since time immemorial. He gave off no aura, like a statue. Then he stirred, turned to look in one direction, and smiled faintly.
"Oh? Prey has appeared. The bait I left behind has been touched."
"At last."
"After all these years here, I finally get to move again."
The white figure slowly rose.
"It's safe here. The cultivators and other beings of the Origin Continent can't find us. But it's so dull. There's no life around."
"The lives we raise aren't even enough to eat."
"I miss the God King I ate last time. Too bad it was only an avatar. If only I could eat his true body. Dantai is far too cautious. She forbids this and forbids that, tying our hands. Even when we go out, we have to keep our identities hidden. Hmph. If she weren't the strongest among us and our leader, I'd have stopped listening to her long ago. One day, I, Aoting Dilong, will surpass her and become the strongest king."
The white figure stood tall, radiating astonishing pressure as he gazed into the void. Two snow-white horns curved upward from his forehead.
"How many years has it been since we came here from the Universe Ocean? We've spent all that time lurking, treading carefully for fear of being discovered and besieged like our exposed kin. When will our kind be done with this wretched existence?" The white figure looked down and clenched his fist, displeasure in his eyes.
Then he raised his head again.