In the center of a vast, plain white hall, the runes of a small-scaled teleportation formation suddenly flared to life, before a familiar blue-robed figure gradually materialized at the heart of the hall!
This time however, Shun Long's appearance was a stark contrast to his usual looks.
His azure robes were tattered, with sharp cuts and burn marks all over them, while even Shun Long's own body underneath the azure robes appeared wounded. Although these wounds were only superficial, with some cuts barely breaking past the outer layer of his skin, it was obvious that some of the attacks had managed to pierce through his defenses and injure him slightly!
And yet, Shun Long didn't pay any attention to the dozens of claw marks marring his body, nor his scorched robes that revealed the chiseled, well-built body underneath them, and simply looked around him as he took in his new surroundings.