I arrived where the Three Calamities were fighting and observed the situation.
Shin Gae and Cheonak were engaged in a one-on-one duel, while at a suitable distance, the White-Robed Scholar sat in a lotus position, watching the battle unfold.
It was unclear whether he had withdrawn or was injured.
Shin Gae and Cheonak were utilizing a vast area as they fought, and from a distance, it still looked like a Yellow Dragon and a Red Tiger were clashing.
As I watched, I began to understand why the White-Robed Scholar had withdrawn.
There was no room to interfere.
It was like a painted scene where the Yellow Dragon and Red Tiger filled the entire pure white space.
It was a breathtaking sight—nothing more, nothing less.
Though I couldn’t see the White-Robed Scholar’s expression, he too seemed lost in awe, appreciating the moving artwork.
It felt as though someone barging in would only ruin the artistic beauty of the scene.
That’s how impressive Shin Gae and Cheonak’s fight was.
Without disturbing the White-Robed Scholar’s appreciation, I walked over and sat cross-legged at an appropriate spot.
Only then did the White-Robed Scholar turn his head toward me.
Ignoring his gaze, I continued admiring the Yellow Dragon and the Red Tiger. To reach the realm of the Martial God, I had to witness this fight with my own eyes and imprint it in my heart. Suddenly, a thought came to me.
I already possessed the Heavenly Pearl. If I cut myself off from the world for a while and channeled the Heavenly Pearl’s power into internal energy, I would grow stronger at the fastest rate. The problem was, during that period of isolation, everyone I knew might die.
Turning my back on the world wasn’t my way.
That’s why I was going through all this trouble...
The White-Robed Scholar interrupted my thoughts.
“...Yi Zaha, where is the Blind Scholar? Why are you here alone?”
I answered while watching the fight with my arms crossed.