The Northern Domain's world of ice and snow had always been a desolate, silent land. Yet as Ye Lingyun stood before the shattered crystal ball, he felt an even deeper chill-a fear rising from the depths of his soul. He knew this battle was far from over.
The Dark Tide was an ancient, evil race whose name marked a darkness deliberately forgotten in the history of the Star Great Plane. Humans had defeated them once and sealed them in the deepest reaches of the Northern Domain. Now, however, they had returned, burning with vengeance.
Ye Lingyun stood atop Ice Peak, his gaze piercing the layers of wind and snow as he looked into the distance. Black storms were forming there, sweeping across the land like the Grim Reaper's scythe and plunging all living things into misery.
A trace of unease rose in his heart. He knew this disaster would be far worse than he had imagined. Drawing a deep breath, he summoned the Star Power within him and prepared to face the coming challenge.
"Gentleman's Sword, fight with me!" Ye Lingyun's voice echoed through the wind and snow, edged with resolve. His Gentleman's Sword radiated dazzling light, its blade trembling slightly as though answering its master's call.
Yet at that very moment, an even greater force erupted from beneath the ground, making the entire Northern Domain tremble. Ye Lingyun's expression shifted slightly. He could sense that this power far surpassed that of any enemy he had faced before.
Run! The thought flashed through Ye Lingyun's mind. He knew that against such power, his first priority had to be staying alive.
He turned and flew away from the storms. His speed was astonishing; he pierced the layers of wind and snow almost instantly. Yet the Dark Tide's storms followed close behind,