The Martial Saint Strikes, the Mysterious Origin Blessed Land Falls!

Outside the Royal Capital.

Suddenly, a figure appeared atop a mountain peak.

In an instant.

The world around him fell silent. The chirping of insects and birds vanished.

White light shrouded the figure.

With his arrival, he seemed to become the master of this world.

His gaze swept toward Dongling City.

Then he took a step.

Boom—

An invisible ripple spread outward in every direction, soon vanishing beyond the boundless horizon.

At once.

The experts throughout the Royal Capital raised their heads toward the sky.

They saw the invisible ripple spreading and heard that soft thud. Their hearts skipped a beat.

"Was it him?"

"Was it him?!!"

"It was him!!"

"..."

The same thought flashed through countless minds: the one who had stood invincible in this world for more than eight hundred years.

Boom—

Another sound followed, like the heartbeat of heaven and earth.

Their hearts skipped another beat.

"Where was he going?" someone murmured.

At that moment.

As that spirit body crossed mountains and rivers, more than half the realm was shaken by its passage. Unease and uncertainty stirred in every heart.

He had been silent for too many years.

So long that they had nearly forgotten he existed. So long that some had dared to work with Lord Fuyuan not long ago and force him to emerge.

Yet now, with no apparent cause, he had suddenly come forth.

They could not help but wonder why.

Several breaths later.

The figure shrouded in white light appeared above Dongling City.

Every living creature sensed him then. Whatever they were doing, they looked up at the sky.

There, they saw a figure enveloped in white light.

The light was blinding, like a great sun.

They narrowed their eyes, peering through slits at the figure suspended above Dongling City.

Who was he?