Somewhere in the vast void on an inhabited planet, a man kneeling in front of him was another man standing with his sword on his neck. Across them several body lying of the dead man and women and some of the mythical creature such as dragons and phoenix and the terrain of the battlefield is devastated as the result of the battle in the centre a man draped in white clothes with golden lines stand across him kneel a man with black clothes and golden line.
"brother let's call it end you have killed enough in pursuit of your promise you had become what you hated now just finish this fight and put an end to all this fight." Said the man with the sword.
The stood tall and commanding, his figure a perfect blend of youthful grace and battle-hardened strength. A fair complexion framed his chiseled features, and his handsome face held a quiet but undeniable intensity. His fierce eyes, sharp and penetrating, seemed to look straight through a man's soul — eyes that had seen both triumph and bloodshed.
Every line of his body spoke of discipline — muscles well defined beneath his flowing white robe and martial pants, stitched with golden lines that shimmered with each movement. The matching boots struck the earth with quiet authority, completing the look of a warrior not only skilled in combat but also born for it. He carried himself like a storm held in calm — still on the surface, but capable of unleashing fury without warning.
"You have grown to be a fine warrior my bother Yang Huo." Said the knelling man in front of yang huo.
"Yes brother Yin Long." Said the yang huo to yin long.
Yin long towered over others, tall and statuesque, his presence both awe-inspiring and unnerving. His face was strikingly handsome, yet too perfect—like a mask carved by something ancient and cruel. His fair skin bore an unnatural sheen, as if untouched by time or humanity. Beneath sharply arched brows, his fierce eyes burned with a cold, predatory light — the gaze of a man who had seen the edge of madness and walked willingly into the abyss.
His body was a weapon, honed and hardened, muscles coiled like a predator waiting to strike. He wore flowing white robes and martial pants, pristine yet chillingly pristine — untouched by dirt, blood, or mercy. Golden lines ran like veins across the fabric, not symbols of purity, but cruel irony — light adorning a creature born of darkness. Even his boots, gleaming and silent, carried the weight of death.
Around him hung a presence not quite human — an oppressive air, as if the world itself held its breath in his shadow. Whispers of something demonic followed him like ghosts, unseen but deeply felt and the very air chilled where he passed. He was elegance wrapped in menace — a nightmare draped in white.
"How many year has been passed since our parents died we set off our journey to immortality with nothing to us but our name our principles and last words of our parents who imparted them in their last moments towards us and ask nothing but to stand at the top echelon of the world?"Asked yin long to his brother yang huo who was standing in front of him.
"I don't remember correctly last time we catch up together like this some millennium ago when we were just youngsters learning the way of world together after you walk the path of demonic Dao and our relationship sour after that." Yang huo replied.
"Yeah a millennium year old youngster what days those was living a carefree life in the vast universe finding different martial arts risking our lives by fighting with different people at the end we created our own martial arts and climb to the top." Yin long chuckled.
"Brother any last wishes you has than tell me this is the least I can do for you as your older brother."Yang huo asked.
"Hmmm than let me put some of my consciousness in this pendant and throw it into the void if fate allows may some find it and accept me as his master."Yin long said as he holds the pendant.
"Okay brother as I said I will allow it you can prepare it will be the last thing I can do for you." Yang huo replied.
After that, the jade pendant began to glow as a black glowing light envelope it and a increate pattern of black face with glowing eye immerge on the pendant. Yin long than throws that pendant in the void to find its fated disciple.
"Than good bye brother may your soul enter the cycle of reincarnation" Yang huo said as he thrust his sword in Yin long abdomen.
"Ah brother may I found your disciple in this vast universe if the fate allows me." Yang huo said as a tear spilled from his eyes for the death of his brother.
To Be Continued….