"Nameless?"
"Oh? A question? How interesting. The Dusk Shadow Asura, who only ever speaks in declaratives, is using that tone of voice. This is certainly a novelty." The old man known as Nameless chuckled, but despite his genial air, a hint of gravity appeared in his eyes.
The Dusk Shadow Asura was also known as the Death God. Perhaps that title was unknown to the common folk, to those who had not yet reached a certain height. But once you touched the pinnacle of the Martial Dao, that name was guaranteed to strike terror into your heart. The fear he inspired had long since surpassed even that of the Poison Cauldron Masters.
Some said he was the number one Dark Martial Artist on the Extreme Martial Continent, for to this day, no one had ever seen the full extent of his strength—not even Nameless, the Dean of Holy Tomb Mountain.
