The Eyes of the First DaeSha — Warnings from the Saints
As Nem and Di'or recovered, the other Saints gathered in discussion. Concern hung heavily in the air, their expressions grave.
"How is Mi-An holding up?" asked Saint Gil U of the Ui Wu Sect, his voice deep and commanding. He was the oldest and most powerful of them all, cultivating beyond ordinary comprehension. "Xiao Yan has no powers—how can she survive with him?"
The Saints murmured among themselves, weighing the risk. Gil U's thoughts drifted to the unimaginable challenge ahead. To defeat the Ansha, he knew, one would need a level of cultivation that had never before been achieved—the DaeSha. A being whose power belonged entirely to his will, unrestricted by human limitations, and capable of leveling the heavens themselves.
"The training of the disciples is far more than a test," Saint Lu Qi said quietly, his eyes darkened with concern. "It is preparation for the Ansha. If they fail, we fail. And if we fail…" His voice trailed off, unspoken but heavy with dread.
The Saints fell silent. Each contemplated the scale of what lay ahead, understanding that the challenges of the trials were a mere precursor to the cataclysmic confrontation with the Ansha.