Descendant

A young man around seventeen years old was running down the mountain in a panic. He was startled as the person he was observing suddenly looked at him and even seem to have said something.

"Was that really him?!" 

The young man whispered to himself. He had heard rumors of a man that was mortal but had the strength that went beyond even immortals. A man that supposedly could crush the heavens and the earth with a smile on his face. When he first heard these rumors, he thought they were exaggerating things, blowing them out of proportion, so that their sects could lessen the shame of being defeated. 

Yet after listening to more and more of the rumors, he found the description of the man in question was somewhat familiar. The strength that went beyond all reason, a thirst for battle that could never be quenched, and a vicious smile that signified death to every enemy.