Mount Tai, Taiping Peak.
A figure sat cross-legged at the edge of the cliff by the sea of clouds, as if he heard movement behind him, he slowly opened his eyes, a divine light swirling within them, impossible to look at directly.
Daoist Zhang gazed at the distant sea of clouds and the rising sun, and slowly said, "Have you found Daoist Lv's sword?"
The young man dressed as a Taoist respectfully lowered his head and said, "Yes, Master."
Daoist Zhang nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Have you ever seen the human incarnation of the Great Freedom Celestial Demon Lord?"
The young Taoist named Lingsu cautiously said, "I have seen him."
"His human incarnation in this world is called Fu Jianhan."
"He is an orphan, fed by a hundred families, learned from various schools of martial arts, possessing extraordinary talent, transforming from a small beggar into one of the top masters of the present age."
"Half a year ago, he was only slightly known in the martial world."
