A kid with a long icy cold blue hair, and slightly blue eyes, with a cold expression could be seen transversing through a narrow path.
If one looked closer, one would notice that he was running in between a valley, and behind him, five men in black could be seen.
Four of them radiated intense pressure, the full aura of a peak second stage- strength training stage practitioner.
And the one in the middle erupted with even more terrifying pressure, one that showed without a doubt, he was truly a third stage practitioner- flesh strengthening stage practitioner.
Einstein had a cold expression on his face, one that seemed to show no emotions. Despite all the sad events that had all suddenly been unveiled, especially considering the fact that he was just a fifteen year old teenager.
Yet he had no ripples within his eyes, he had no tears in his eyes. In fact he seemed too calm for what had just happened.
Almost as if nothing had happened to him.
Yet one could see him running with all he had got, he furiously pierced through the air, akin to a blazing meteor. He revolved the True origin Scripture to his limit.
"Foolish kid, you can never escape from us." A boisterous laughter rang out behind Einstein as the other men in black also let out a cold laughter.
'He thinks he's escaping from us truly...what delusional thoughts. I can't help but wish to see how the shock, terror and horror...that will be shown by the kids eyes will be...how great will it be.'
The leader in the middle let out an evil laughter, as he continued to give chase at a steady rate, not too fast not too slow.
Just enough to not catch up in time and not lose Einstein.
He had become a cat sneaking upon his prey.
But was he really the cat...or the prey?
If one looked clearly and closer, as Einstein continued to run with all he had got, revolving and revolving the True Origin Scripture within his body, while his True Origin Essence was being consumed at an astonishing rate.
Yet as he moved farther and farther into the hidden valley of the Asura Clan, one would start to notice a sly smile surfacing upon his face.
A cold glint flash in his eyes, as he made a countdown in his mind.
'3...'
Tap...tap...tap...
The sound of his footsteps echoed out.
'2.....'
'1.....'
Einstein ended his countdown, with a slight almost unnoticeable leap into the air, as though he was trying to run faster, by jumping a little bit further.
But was that really the case.
A cold glint flashed across Einstein's eyes, as he turned back and yelled within his mind, in joy and ecstacy.
'Noww!!!!'
And then...Whooozz
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A mist like flame suddenly erupted from both sides of the narrow walls, as it caught the men in black in its grasp and then a sizzling sound erupted forth.
As it burnt the body of the three men in black, who screamed in pain and agony. Their roars spread as far as one could imagine. They screamed in pain, trying their best to dust off the burning flames from their body.
But it was to no avail, and instead increased the magnitude and rate at which the mist like flame burnt them.
The leader of the men in black couldn't help but regret toying with Einstein.
"Noo..."
"please..."
"Please..."
"Spare us...spare us...we willing to do anything."
They begged and begged, they begged profusely. Yet all proved to no avail.
'Not that he could really stop the mist like flame in anyway, and even if he could; why would he do that.'
Einstein looked at them with a cold gaze, that showed no emotions in any way.
Almost as if one was looking at nothing but a puppet with no emotions.
Slowly but surely, the entirety of the bodies of the men in black started to vaporize, jumping two states immediately and becoming ashes that were slowly swept away by the violent breeze, as Einstein looked at all this with a calm gaze.
'it's over.' He muttered, before he made way to exit the hidden valley, to check on the clan or better still the remains of the Asura clan.
Jumping at the time it would take for the mist like flame to erupt, he slowly walked further and further.
Dissapearing from view, slowly but surely.
"Sometimes, I just can't help but wonder why it seems as though the clan as much backstory than we know." Einstein muttered, considering all the weird things about the Asura Clan.
First of all, they found the overpowered True Martial Origin Scripture; one which allowed them to be far stronger compared to other cultivators of the same level.
Successfully enabling them to be able to even fight a practitioner one level above them!!!
And this was found in the forbidden ground of the clan by...Fenix!!
Yet this wasn't the only weird thing about the Asura clan.
'Was it the: mysterious drunkard who was none other than the library elder or was it the strict elder...or the various 'foundation stance techniques for increased physical strength, agility, enhances stamina' and the 'martial arts form that incorporated the essence of various beasts, nature and other essence of life, thought by them.'
Or is it the hidden valley...'
Einstein sighed.
"The Clan is filled with so much mystery. And I have to unravel it...I must unravel them." Einstein mused with determination, as he finally arrived at what was once known as the Asura clan.
Blood dyed the ground red, corpses littered the ground in huge numbers.
Yet Einstein displayed no emotion of sorrow nor anger.
Fate isn't something we mortals can surpass. It's something we must abide by. Only by becoming stronger can we maybe break this bound that chains all Practitioners....one that toys with all.
Einstein shook his head. Glancing at a particual place within the clan. He wasn't sure about the fate of the others.
But when it came to Fenix, he had calculated...and it brought with it, a hundred percent certainty, that Fenix would surely make it out alive.
For his fate would change drastically from today.
As for whether for the good or for the worse.
Einstein couldn't be sure, but he was more aligned on the former.
He moved towards the place; the forbidden ground of the clan. Until he finally arrived before a place that seemed to be a dead end, yet there was nothing before him that said so.
No land, no tree, no wall. One just had that belief that it was a dead end. As though something was making one belief so.
He knew without a doubt, Fenix had successfully made it inside. Since this was not only the place that Fenix got the True Martial Origin Scripture from, it was also a place that only Fenix himself could enter.
A light smile appeared on his face.
And he broke a branch of a nearby tree, and wrote three words on the ground.
The three words said: Profound Martial House.
Upon writing it, he turned back with a smile and slowly dissapeared further and further into the distance.
But his voice seemed to forever linger in the atmosphere, as though bounded by a force of nature.
"We shall meet again... Fenix."