A world made of flower petals. All of them were Purple Sun Flowers. Pale purple petals, bluish flower clusters.
Evidence of spring that Yelu Jin had raised for six years, and that Jeong Yeonshin had brought down in an instant. Those countless petals stopped abruptly before they could fall to the stone floor. It was because Jeong Yeonshin’s time had frozen.
I Tread was simply the Moon-Piercing Art. A state where all martial arts could be unfolded in a single move. It was a Martial Extreme forged by a life with a time limit.
In a life spent rushing as if pursued, if one slowed their steps just a little, many things would seem to slow down as if within reach. ……. The wide-open ceiling. Streams of light slowly descended through the gaps between the flowers.
Sunlight dappled like falling petals. In this moment, among all things, the only existence that could race against Jeong Yeonshin. Within the briefly halted rain of flowers, he thought.
‘The weather is nice.’
It would be very bright outside, but Yelu Jin’s cave was not dark either. —Wooong! The bright blue beams of the Southern Flower Vast Taiji had long been coiling around the cave. It was also the opening stance of the Moon-Piercing Art’s I Tread.