Bai Lung stood at the edge of the ancient forest, the wind passing through the leaves, creating a chilling feeling as if it didn't wish to continue forward.
He had traveled far to reach this place, the legendary Forest of Souls, where the sect master said that the 'Trials of the Soul' would either forge a man into a powerhouse or break him entirely.
The sun was setting, casting long shadows that seemed to twist.
Bai took a deep breath, steeling himself for the Trial ahead.
The Trials of the Soul were his last hope... It was a chance to confront the deepest parts of himself and find his inner existence.
The entrance to the forest was marked by an ancient stone archway, its surface covered in runes that glowed faintly in the dim light.
"There are the ancient runes, even I have no knowledge about them," Bai Lung said in a small voice
Bai touched the archway, feeling a pulse of energy course through him, and stepped through.