Return From the Realm of Sacred Flames, Part I (Beginning of Volume 9)
More than a week had passed in the world outside the Realm of Sacred Flames. While the parties had died down and those who lost left in disheartenment, many people had also remained, to see those who would emerge from the realm. Since strength was celebrated, many people were curious to see how strong those young men and women had become.
That was why, on the day everyone was set to return, many people gathered at the Flame Sanctum. Wu Meiying stood behind Zhe Dāozhe and next to Zhe Fēnglì.
Zhe Dāozhe presented a figure of understated strength as he stood on the platform leading of the Flame Sanctum. Despite the passage of years, his visage remained untouched by the eroding hand of time. Raven-black hair flowed gracefully down to his shoulders, a stark contrast to the wisdom etched in his gaze. There was not a single strand of gray, a testament to his vitality and unyielding spirit.