Time Dilation

Underground.

In a wide hexagonal hall, a 3-foot-tall platform boxed in by four thick rectangular pillars scarred by countless sword gashes emitted a subtle ripple through the air.

Though eyes couldn't see, the ripples didn't exceed the platform. The space above the platform seemed to be a different world of its own.

Two men descended into the hall. While descending, Li Chen scanned the ancient looking hall with his brow slanted.

"You live here?" His tone expressed his disbelief.

"It's where I once trained." The White Drunkard replied. His robes billowed softly, the same as Li Chen's.

"This energy…" Li Chen activated his "Profound Dharma Eyes" and the second his eyes changed, he grimaced and shut his eyes.

The white drunkard chuckled, approached the platform, and sat on the edge. "The understanding of my Sword Dao is in each and every gash you see on these pillars. This entire hall is flowing with my energy so if I snap my fingers..."