In Qingzhou City, at the base of the Thousand Divination Tower, the headquarters of the Thousand Divination Tower remained well preserved. This organization, being one of the top five forces in Qingzhou, had never faced opposition.
A man in a loose white robe, bare-chested in the winter snow, ascended the long stone stairs with a smile. As he walked, intricate patterns etched on the bluestone steps grew more vibrant. These patterns moved and eventually formed a black turtle design.
"King, the Thousand Divination Tower predicted this a hundred years ago," said a disciple from the Sacred Heart Sect, dressed in a red robe. He was a towering figure, humbly standing next to the man called 'King'. "That's why everything went so smoothly."
The white-robed man looked at the long stone stairs with slight scorn. "Predicted a hundred years ago? The world of martial arts is full of surprises. We shouldn't underestimate it."