Zhong Da, formerly known as Dong ZhenKang, stared at the ancient being that stood before him. His intense gaze pressed them down with a force so powerful, Wu Xui struggled to stay conscious. It was the first time she encountered it. The things behind him. His aura manifested into reality as a creature the size of thousands of stars and galaxies. It towered over them as he watched. Until finally he changed his intent enough that they were no longer pressed by its existence. The monster behind him disappeared. Pressure vanishing as though it had never existed.He could not believe such a thing existed. To think someone so powerful walked these lands now. Zhong Da had worried that one day the Calamity would come out from whence it hid. That he would have to watch the world burn around him with everyone he ever knew or encountered from a distance. Watch as the pinnacle of their world was shattered and all the myths and legends brought low. By one single being. Yet, if Yin Hu, ancestor of a well known clan among the Righteous Bloc was so powerful. Maybe they had a real shot. Not an outsider’s hope of landing a lucky blow, but a real chance born of power and skill rather than chance. He could be the spear that led them. The force that pinned the Calamity as everyone else released all their greatest arts, techniques, and Qi. Shatter the world and mar entire landscapes they would, but it had to be done if they hoped to survive another day. For the future generations.Not that he had any thought about anyone else but himself. And maybe Wu Xui. Otherwise, everyone else could die for all he carried. As long as Zhong Da survived until the very end without becoming a cripple in the process. It wasn’t much to ask for. Whether it was him hiding behind the coattails of an ancient being like the one before them or using Snake Face to trick the entire world into believing he was someone (...)