Tyr journeyed through the mountains on Rudra’s back.

The peaks were beautiful, rising up far above the clouds above.

The wind was chilling and dry, causing cracked lips and swollen eyelids in some folk.

Tyr, on the other hand, seemed to handle it fine. His GG constitution allowed him to survive under more harsh conditions with a lot more ease.

The path he traveled along was fairly thin.

A few trees accompanied alongside the path, and on either side were giant mountains as far as the eye could see.

Tyr had seen his fair share of beasts travel along. Most of them weren’t too strong, around Apex Rank on average.

Although, at that point, strength was only relative. Wilderness filled with Apex beasts would be frightening in Ainsveld, but it seemed nature evolved and adapted differently to Eldraemar’s superior strength.

This was likely due to a cycle of difficulty. A harsher environment with even more Aura led to stronger adaptations by predators, which then led to even stronger adaptation by prey.

Like a domino effect, this would play back on the predators and prey until civilization took over, monopolizing this power and creating an even more efficient evolution of strength on the continent.

Tyr passed up on the chance to take down any Apex beasts.

He would have to kill far too many to level up, and he wasn’t in need of food either, as he had a decent amount of rations in his storage rings.

“Tsk… I wish I had kept the storage ring with money in it instead of the one with food…” Tyr grumbled under his breath.

He paused, “Then again… it barely had any money in it compared to what I need in Eldraemar. If my plan is to buy all the materials I need to gain power, a few thousand gold coins isn’t going to get me very far. I’ll need to find a way to generate money as quickly as possible.”

For a moment, Tyr continued to think about this. Whilst still in thought, he arrived at an odd-looking location that caused him to squint his eyes.

The path disappeared, and for the next few thousand feet, so did the mountains and trees.

Instead, before him was what appeared to be an expansive bamboo forest.

The hue in the air turned into a lime green as the yellow sun gleamed off of the green bamboo shoots.

Green leaves slowly fell from up above, the bamboo shoots towering over 50 feet in the air.

The shoots grew thickly, far too thick for Rudra to make it through without any trouble.

Tyr sent Rudra back into Infinite Domain, beginning to walk on foot.

It felt random, so Tyr didn’t know what to make of it.

‘That’s weird…’ he mused, ‘This doesn’t seem like a natural formation.’

As soon as he stepped from the dirt path into the bamboo forest, Tyr felt an unfamiliar vibration run through his feet and spread across his body.

He furrowed his brows, ‘Through my meridians?’ he questioned, confused.

Instantly, he also felt an ominous feeling lingering in the air.

With his guard up, he ventured into the forest.

It didn’t feel safe inside, as he felt blind only being able to see a couple dozen feet in front of him clearly.

Everything else was patterned and deluded with bamboo shoots.

Odd noises also rustled around the place, different presences making themselves known before disappearing again.

Everything made Tyr become on edge.

Finally, he arrived at an opening. There was a large shrine gate, as if to a Buddhist temple.

The gate looked old and decrepit.

As he walked inside, he arrived at an outside courtyard with a few trees and small grass fields.

Everything had been overrun by nature.

It was clear that this place had been abandoned for a while.

At the back, opposite of the entrance shrine, were a series of steps leading up to a grand door.

Tyr looked around as he made his way up the steps.

The outside courtyard was protected by the walls of the ruin.

The roofs were slanted and made of tiles, similar to Japanese-style temples.

After arriving at the door, he leaned back and kicked it wide open.

The doors swung back with force, immediately unleashing a gust of wind imbued with negative Aura, which felt like predatory bloodlust.

Tyr quickly scanned what was behind the doors.

It was an inner courtyard, the floor tiled with white stone.

The yard was surrounded by temple buildings, all cracked and overrun with grass and moss.

“Three hundred years… and no mortal has ever dared to enter the Mauyin temple without ill intent.”

A deep voice resonated through the floor, forcing Tyr to take note of the figure standing at the center of the courtyard.

It was a man-beast. Taller than ten feet in stature; half wolf, half human.

It wore black robes with dragon-like patterns lining its exterior and stood on both hind feet while wielding a long wooden staff.

Tyr walked forward slowly, his eyes unwavering from the figure before him.

“Those who abandoned my temple don’t deserve another chance… through the decades, they send their kin to kill me, and start this temple anew.” The wolf-man spoke, slowly walking back and forth from left to right as his staff dragged across the ground.

“Sin can never be wiped away, even if you think starting again is the solution. He will never forget, who has created our very souls.” The wolf-man turned, facing Tyr.

“And I, Langren Baohu Zhe, shall not forget either, nor shall I forgive.”

The wolf-man spun his staff across the air before swiping it at Tyr.

A gust of wind traveled toward the young man before dispersing across his face.

Tyr paused before speaking, “Do I also harbor ill will?” he asked. .net

Langren Baohu Zhe squinted, “Hmph… do you think your ancestors and kin have not tried this tactic before?” he grunted loudly.

Tyr furrowed his brows, walking to the side.

The wolf-man matched him, circling opposite of his direction.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about… none of my kin have come here. I can assure you of that.” Tyr responded, his spear unsheathed.

‘Scan.’

┏━━━Status━━━┓

Name: Langren Baohu Zhe

Age: 378 Years

Power Level: 410

Rank: Berserk

┗━━━━━━━━━┛

‘Tsk… not fighting would be the best option here,’ Tyr mused, ‘Even if I can beat him for the EXP, I will barely come out with my life, it seems.’

Langren Baohu Zhe raised his upper lip in disdain, “Do not take me for a fool. I have bested your clan’s silly tricks for over a quarter of a millennia. I will continue to do so until He is happy.”

‘Looks like there’s no convincing this guy…’ Tyr regretted, ‘Come out, Ares!’

Without a millisecond of delay, the dragon darted into the air and unleashed a catastrophic blast of fire toward the wolf.

Half of the courtyard was engulfed in a monstrous flame.

Tyr stood back, squinting his eyes as he stared at the center of the fire where Langren Baohu Zhe was.

‘What will you do, wolf?’ he mused for a second.

Out of nowhere, he sensed a horrifying feeling of death loom over his shoulder.

Tyr’s eyes flew wide open as he turned his head.

As he barely got to look over his shoulder, a staff thrust into Tyr’s back, sending him sprawling forward into the ground.

“Pfft… your kin has gotten weak with your petty tricks.”

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