Human Clan Domain.
A young man with a battle saber strapped to his back and a cold expression looked toward the alien battlefield: "The Transcender 'Jin'? The only thing I trust is the saber in my hand. However, having a place to test my skills against other Fifth Rank, or even Sixth Rank Dharma Masters, isn't bad."
He transformed into a stream of light and quickly disappeared into the universe.
Behind him, black holes were split asunder...
...
Insect Race Domain.
Strands of white hair stretched across the universe, connecting different planets.
At the center of these strands sat an ancient elder with white hair and wrinkled skin.
He opened his eyes, which were compound eyes like those of an insect.
"The Secret Realm of Ashes..."
"It's time to harvest another batch of fine slaves. I wonder if I can enslave a Fifth Rank Dharma Master with my current soul attainment?"
The elder slowly stood up, and the countless white hairs instantly retracted.
