The light was pure and domineering, filled with the essence of creation and control.
At first, it was merely a spark, but in an instant, it ignited itself in an almost brute fashion, illuminating the world.
What surprised him even more was that, in that blazing light, he "smelled" a familiar "scent."
It was the essence of Ma Family Tai Chi: heavy, balanced, yet with a touch of stubbornness.
But now, this essence was completely refined and elevated by the newborn sun, becoming grander and stranger.
He slowly opened his eyes, the gaze beneath his goggles deep as the sea.
"Someone is... comprehending the truth, condensing the True Self in Ma Family's Water Prison?"
In his low murmur, there was a rare trace of astonishment.
That place, he knew all too well.
It was once his site for imprisoning himself, honing his mind through arduous cultivation.
To his surprise, years later, someone had followed the same path there, even more fiercely...
"Interesting."
He said softly.
