The Author's POV

Chapter 127

Inside of a white space was a tall man with a long grey beard. His shoulder-length white hair gently cascaded over his broad shoulders.

His towering back proudly stood like an immovable mountain, and his muscles, which despite his age, seemed to show no sign of aging as hidden within them was a boundless power.

Standing shirtless with only a set of long worn-out brown pants, in the white void, a broadsword appeared in the man's hands.

Gripping onto the broadsword with his two hands, the old man's muscles bulged. His green veins continuously wiggled as his back expanded casting a large shadow over the area in front of him.

"Huuuuu..."

Exhaling, turbid air escaped from the old man's mouth as his grip on the sword intensified.

-Slash!

Thereafter, the sound of his hand slowly slashing through the air resounded across the space.

His every movement left a faint trace whenever his hand moved. It almost felt as if another illusion of him was mimicking his movements at a slower pace.

-Slash! -Slash!

After the first slash came the second, then the third, then the fourth...and then after a while, came the sixty-fourth movement.

-Tssssssss

Raising his sword in the air, behind his back, the old man held onto the sword with both hands as his grip intensified. The veins on his hands and muscles became even more prominent as steam slowly rose from the man's body.

Shortly after, the man's body started shrinking as his hair became whiter, and his skin became even more wrinkly. A couple of seconds after, the muscles of the old man's body shrunk completely. Leaving behind an old husk of a man that was a far cry from what he was before.

-Tssssssss

Facing the changes happening to his body, the old man's face remained stoic. Retaining the grip of the broadsword in the air, the old man's weak yet steady figure fiercely stared at what was before him. His gaze which was full of determination, and insanity stared at the void before him.

"Gyaaaaa—!"

Screaming at the top of his lungs, the old man slashed...

-Kacha!

As soon as the old man slashed, everything froze.

Shortly after, the white space disappeared and the world started to crumble...

"Guuuuaah—!"

Opening his eyes wide, Kevin sat up straight as he screamed.

"My God, can you not scream like that!"

Covering my ears with my hand, I couldn't help glare at Kevin who seemed to have just woken up from a long nightmare.

"Huh?"

voice, blinking a couple of times, Kevin massaged his forehead. After making sure that everything was within his mind, Kevin glanced

long was I

look at my watch,

hours? if we include the six hours you were in the dungeon, I've pretty much spent eight

within my voice

mean, I literally waited for almost eight hours. If not for the gargoyle statues keeping me entertained, I would've long

I tried to do to wake Kevin up, his body refused to budge. Be it kick, slap, or

I eventually just gave up and sat down

straight,

"Where are we?"

from what he went through, I pointed

the entrance of the

"Entrance?"

noticed that he was indeed back inside of the

appeared on Kevin's face. As he recalled the old man in his

that the true Levisha

going through numerous trails, Kevin passed out and found himself inside of a strange white world where an old man stood. Shortly after he appeared in the

Including the last stance...

and last

'I am boundless'

by Grandmaster Levisha as he used all of his life energy in order to perform it, Kevin

'Can I do it?'

eyes, Kevin imagined himself performing

sensation that Grandmaster Levisha felt as he performed the last stance. From

lucid, he tried his best to engrave every minute

the eight stance, Kevin's brows knit tightly. As he continuously practiced the Levisha style in his mind, the only thing Kevin could envision, was his body exploding into millions of pieces as soon as

was

Kevin shook

close to performing the sixty-fourth stance. Moreover, unlike Grandmaster Levisha who had to

"Oy, answer me"

out of his thoughts was my annoyed

"Hm?"

was deep into his own world,

about you, but if I'm late for class, I might get myself in an annoying situation,

"Oh, sorry. Let's go"

lectures indeed resumed tomorrow. Thus, without complaining, Kevin stood up and patted his

at Kevin, I nudged my head and walked towards

or we might

"Coming..."

followed me towards

his steps and turning around, he bowed

make sure to

entered the dark tunnel. Silence and

-Kacha!

a couple of hours after Kevin left, the purple hue around the portal

-Rumble!

to slowly crumble as large

...

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