A place unknown, deep within the Land of Darkness.
In the dense blackness, it seemed as though all was shrouded in silence.
And amidst the boundless silence, from atop the Dark Throne, there echoed a faint, rhythmic sound of breathing—as if in slumber.
Suddenly, within this darkness, a path of shadow extended forth.
The Silent One, who had been meditating quietly, abruptly opened his eyes.
Upon the blackened road, the War Emperor, Mo Zhan, had returned.
"Senior Brother Mo Zhan has returned!"
"How was it? Did you succeed?"
"Did you bring back the True Meaning of Silence for Master?"
In that instant, the other disciples couldn't help but voice their excitement as they hurried forward.
Yet Mo Zhan's expression remained blank, silent as a stone, as though he hadn't noticed their presence at all!
Mo Zhan walked right up to the Silent One, then knelt before him.
He said not a word, his demeanor stiff as a lifeless rock.
"This... This is the True Meaning of Silence!"
