Western Desert Academy, Demon Slaying Hall.
Night.
A brilliant silver radiance illuminated Zhang Yinghe's face.
He raised his head, gazing at the renowned demon lords within the Demon Slaying Hall, especially Xuan Guangqiao, the 'World Devouring Demon Lord'!
His towering, bear-like physique was lost in the silver moonlight, standing silently.
"Nearly eighty years have passed..." Zhang Yinghe sighed wistfully for no apparent reason.
He was originally a destitute youth from the slums of Pengcheng, Nanyang Government, relying on his sister Zhang Yingyu for survival.
He was a grassroots to the core, and his entry into cultivation was entirely due to three days and nights of enlightenment without food or sleep in his youth.
"The heavens move forcefully; a gentleman should strive ceaselessly!"
This was the true meaning of the Human Tao he comprehended after guidance from his brother Xiao Cao.
