Lin Mu stood amidst the wreckage of the once-proud mountains, the dust settling like a fog of awe and devastation. The land bore witness to his strength, reshaped under the terrifying force of his Mountain Collapsing Fist—Third Form: Devastator.
What was once a barren mountain range was now just a cluster of craters. Perhaps in the future when the rains blessed the land, a new land full of lakes would be birthed and with it a plethora of plant life that would invite beasts and more creatures of the world.
But Lin Mu wasn't smiling.
His body remained whole, yes. Not a single bone cracked, nor a muscle torn. The Burdenless Dominator Physique lived up to its name—peerless in its resilience. But something else was wrong.
He sat cross-legged on a high stone ridge, golden skin dimming slightly as he cycled his breath.
