Eternal Comprehension: The Supreme Acendant

A gentle breeze swept through the dimly lit room as Lu Feng sat in silence, his sharp eyes scanning the pages of an old book. He had always been different—his mind moved at an unimaginable speed, grasping concepts in an instant. Whether it was martial arts, science, or philosophy, everything became his own the moment he saw it.

He had stopped questioning it long ago.

With a single glance, he understood the principles of a sword technique. With a single motion, he could improve it beyond its original limits. Every movement, every breath, and every heartbeat granted him knowledge. It was as if the universe whispered its secrets directly into his soul.

Yet, despite his boundless talent, Earth offered him no true challenge. He had already mastered everything.

As he closed the book, a sudden pulse of energy rippled through the air. His vision blurred. The world around him twisted, and in an instant—

Everything changed.

A New World

Lu Feng opened his eyes to find himself standing in an unfamiliar landscape. Towering mountains, ancient temples, and vast fields of qi-rich energy stretched before him. A new world had welcomed him—one that resonated with the essence of martial arts and cultivation.

Murim.

His expression remained calm. He already understood.

The energy in the air, the flow of power beneath his feet, and the distant figures moving with practiced stances—it was a world of martial arts and immortal cultivation.

"A world where strength rules…" he muttered.

The moment he inhaled, his body instantly adapted to this new energy. The concept of qi, meridians, and dantian was already laid bare before him. His mere presence absorbed knowledge from the world itself, making it his own.

The Path of Supremacy Begins

A group of warriors approached, their robes flowing as they eyed him cautiously.

"Who are you, outsider?" one of them demanded, gripping his sword.

Lu Feng said nothing. He simply observed.

The warrior's stance, breathing, and intent—in an instant, Lu Feng knew everything about his swordsmanship. He could see the flaws, the openings, and the true potential hidden within the technique.

With one step, he moved.

His body adapted to the movement. His muscles instinctively followed the most optimal path. And in that instant, he executed a sword technique so perfect that the heavens trembled.

The warrior's sword slipped from his grasp. His face turned pale as he fell to his knees.

"T-This…" he stammered, unable to comprehend what he had just witnessed.

Lu Feng remained silent.

This was only the beginning.

He had stepped into a world where power was everything. But for him, power was limitless. He did not need to learn. He did not need to train.

With every breath, every motion, every passing second—he grew stronger.

And soon, this world would realize…

A being beyond comprehension had arrived.