One Year Later

Meanwhile, inside the snow-covered Warg Valley.

Winter had come to Siberia. The entire valley was caked by a meter thick mixture of snow and ice. However, the azure light surged through the layer of ice and reached the sky.

A man was standing motionless inside the wash of light.

The man had black hair and was wearing a long flowy shirt. His eyes were devoid of any emotion and his body was translucent and incandescent at the same time, emanating a soft flow from within.

As soon as the man appeared, even the ravaging wind stopped howling. Instead, a gust of powerful energy spiraled out away from him, forming a roaring cyclone that circled about him.

"I wonder how long I have been cultivating in seclusion? How's Sister An and my parents?"