The Battle Begins

Between the Black Turtle Continent and the Azure Dragon Continent lay a vast ocean stretching thousands of kilometers, dotted with countless small islands. The battlefield for the upcoming clash between the disciples of both forces was one of these remote islands.

Above the island, ten massive flying vessels hovered in the sky. Three figures from each side stepped off their respective ships and moved toward the center, where they faced each other.

Leading the foreign forces was a short, black-haired man with sharp features and a slim build. His piercing eyes gleamed with amusement as he smirked at Elder Dong Yun, who stood at the front of the Black Turtle Continent's delegation. Behind the foreign leader stood two more elders, their expressions unreadable.

"Dong Yun, it's been a long time," the black-haired man said, his voice laced with mockery. "It seems that arm I cut off grew back quite nicely."