On the 1st martial continent on an unspecified mountain, a thunderstorm was brewing as multiple lights clashed around it. On the mountains peak a handsome lightly dressed man looking to be in his teens, with porcelain white skin, and long pitch black hear sat cross legged whilst meditating, as if unaware of the chaotic battle happening around him. The people fighting seemed to be rather diverse, both in appearance and race. Some wore armor like a medieval knight while riding horses, some wore long robes as they flew through the sky while standing on a blade, some even morphed and changed into various beasts as the clawed, bit and punched the enemy. In the midst of the chaos, one of the figures fighting fired a powerful beam of light from their sword, aiming it at the meditating man, but it was blocked by a translucent barrier. Although it failed to pierce the barrier, the attack had damaged it severely, causing cracks to form all over. The figure who fired the beam was soon stabbed from behind by a man in eastern-styled black armor. As the clouds were rumbling, the meditating man was beginning to float towards the sky as various markings of different colors began to light up below him as a giant lightning bolt hit the man directly. An old man flying on a sword flew towards the barrier and shattered it with a fiery palm strike. He then headed straight for the floating man who was still meditating despite just being hit by lightning. The old man's arm began to light up in red flames as he landed another palm strike, this time on the floating man's stomach, creating a giant explosion. From the smoke a figure could be seen flying into the distant horizon. When the smoke cleared the old man could be seen glaring into the horizon. Two people clad in darkness suddenly appeared from his shadow kneeling.
"The enemy's forces have retreated, Grand Elder. What are your orders?"
"Find him and bring me his head."