Volume 4: Super-Tier Awakening & The Ancient Capital Calamity
Howling through the peaks of Kunlun, freezing gales laden with thick snowflakes swept across the landscape with a fury capable of freezing the very soul. Yet at this exact moment, the screeching blizzard abruptly softened, yielding to an invisible yet oppressive weight that pressed down upon every cubic inch of air like a thousand tons of lead.
The figure appeared without a single sound, without causing the slightest ripple in space. Yet his mere presence stood like a pillar holding up the firmament itself. It was the Guardian Elder of Kunlun—the Forbidden Curse Mage God, Gu Batian.
Clad in a simple, ash-gray robe with white hair cascading loosely down his back and deep, galaxy-like eyes that seemed to contain the universe, he stared fixedly at the scene before him. The expression of the old man—who had weathered countless storms and held the life-and-death power of the world’s most formidable powerhouses—was utterly frozen, a trace of unmistakable shock flickering deep within his pupils.
Right before Gu Batian stood the Glacial Precipice—a natural jade block formed from tens of thousands of years of permafrost. Even when attacked with full force by Peak Super-Tier Mages, it would at best leave a few shallow dents. Now, however, it had been cleanly cleaved straight through from top to bottom! The cut was as flat as a mirror, so smooth it reflected the cold, high-altitude sunlight.