This world is inherently governed by the Heavenly Dao. From ancient times, countless years have flowed like a long river, and this heaven and earth have existed. Countless living beings have been created, some strong and some weak. The vanquished will be eternally erased by time, forever forgotten at some point.
In a place named Dong Lei Bing Ji Zhou, war rages everywhere, at all times, an unstoppable cycle of "kill or be killed."
Dong Lei Bing Ji Zhou is truly vast; if you were to look at a map, you would be startled and terrified. Here, the very existence of every living being is shaped by war. Just by its name, Dong Lei Bing Ji Zhou, one knows that living beings here primarily cultivate the two great systems of Thunder and Ice. Conflict is inevitable, and war is the ultimate solution to all disputes.
Wang Ning City, one of the smaller cities in the Viet Nation.
“Ouch!!” A burly man unfortunately stumbled and fell. A hundred-catty fatty, clumsy and corpulent, falling was truly not a pleasant experience.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to!” A young man, seeing this, quickly helped the burly fatty up. He then glanced behind him to see about seven or eight men in Li Family attire giving chase. Having said his piece, he hastily tried to leave.
“Trying to leave, are we?!” The fatty, seeing the young man attempt to flee, couldn't tolerate such humiliation. He was, after all, a notorious ruffian and bully. Naturally, he couldn't let the young man escape. Relying on his extraordinary brute strength, he seized the young man’s arm.
The young man quickly retreated a few steps, shaking free from the burly man's grasp. Looking at the enraged man, the young man reluctantly spoke.
“My apologies…”
“Stop right there! Today, I’m going to break both your legs…!!” Hearing this, the bully erupted in fury. His aura was like a fierce tiger, and veins bulged on his arms like a wild beast. He sneered, looking at the young man like a mere rabbit, then roared and lunged forward.
“Whoosh!!” As the fist wind rapidly approached, the young man adjusted the conical hat on his head. Instead of meeting force with force, he lightly tilted his body at an 80-degree angle, deftly dodging the bully’s punch. He then spun around, his two legs mercilessly kicking the opponent’s elbow.
“Argh!!” The bully painfully retracted his fist, his gaze on the young man growing even more ferocious. He snatched a small knife from a nearby meat stall, roared, and lunged forward, stabbing straight towards the young man’s heart.
Seeing the bully intent on taking his life, the young man remained unfazed by anger. He lightly circulated his spiritual energy, and a faint chill enveloped his body. With a dashing look, he gazed at the bully with pity and spoke.
“Lu Er, you bully, today I shall enforce justice on behalf of Heaven…!”
“Rain of Exploding Flowers…!!”
The bully, seeing this, showed no fear. His brute force aura clearly indicated he was at Mortal Thunder Triple Heaven. He often performed dirty work for the local magnates, which was how he had acquired a common Shadowless Blade technique. His temperament was originally arrogant, looking down on all, so now, having suffered a blow, he was even less rational. He wielded the small knife, intent on taking the young man’s life.
The young man observed that Lu Er had cultivated the Shadowless Blade quite well, but he had only just entered the Initiation Realm. He snorted, a cold laugh escaping his lips as he spoke.
“The Shadowless Blade is truly defiled by your hands. Watch this move…!!”
Lu Er’s Shadowless Blade was indeed difficult for the naked eye to follow; only a faint afterimage could be perceived. The young man seemed to reveal an opening, and Lu Er viciously aimed a strike to take his life. But just as the blade arrived…
“Clang!!”
The young man’s right hand, unexpectedly swift as lightning, used two fingers to catch the small knife, a cold laugh escaping his lips.
“Impossible…!!” Lu Er stared at the young man opposite him in utter disbelief.
“Whoosh…!!”
The youth's two feet rapidly created afterimages, disorienting Lu Nhi, who couldn't keep up. The youth leaped, too swift for the naked eye to follow, then kicked down. Lu Nhi frantically tried to dodge but couldn't accurately predict the attack's direction. The youth seized the opportunity, slamming a devastating kick onto Lu Nhi with the force of hundreds of pounds. The afterimages of the kicks were too numerous to count; all one could see was Lu Nhi being blasted back over five meters, both his arms broken. His internal organs were surely ruptured in several places, and several ribs were snapped. Lu Nhi lay curled up, groaning continuously. Passersby, witnessing Lu Nhi's horrific state, fell silent.
"Stop right there..!!"
From behind, a mix of several voices rang out, catching the youth's attention. He casually leaped up, moving towards a few small buildings. Faint white magical light appeared in both his hands. He quickly concealed himself, hiding his aura, vanishing like a ghost. Less than a blink of an eye had passed.
"Damn it, he got away again..!!" Looking at the spot where the youth had vanished without a trace, the group of white-robed pursuers approached, speaking angrily.
"All of you, quickly spread out and search for him..!!"
"If you don't catch him, don't bother coming back..!!"
A middle-aged man looked at the still bustling street ahead and said angrily.
"Yes, Steward...!!"
The subordinates respectfully replied and then dispersed.
Somewhere in Uông Ninh City.
A figure appeared; it was the youth in the conical hat. Faint magical light still lingered on his hands, a white glow that hadn't fully faded, a sign of a divine Light Magic User. The youth reached up and took off his conical hat, revealing a handsome face. His eyes shone like moonlight, a captivating blue. His eyebrows, like crescent blades, added to his mysterious aura. He gently adjusted his high-bunned white hair, letting it fall.
"Damn it, Lý Clan, if it weren't for my Father's help, you wouldn't be where you are today..!!" The youth recalled being hunted by Steward Lý's Estate and couldn't help but spit in anger.
"I, Hàn Đức, will one day make your Lý Clan pay the price, and that price will be blood...!!" Hàn Đức couldn't help but recall how, half a year ago, his Thunder Meridian was shattered and his Thunder Qi crippled by his own clansmen. His father himself was assassinated. In a single night, his position as the Fourth Young Master of the Hàn Clan plummeted, reducing him to a mere servant. Thinking of how his own blood brothers had tried to murder him repeatedly, Hàn Đức's rage burned without end.