The wind carries the scent of the ocean water that is on the giant Xianzhou Luofu space ship. At sea level, where there are small forms of land and plant-like formations, stands a lone man - Blade. He seems deep in thought after the previous events.

While the tides lapped at the shore, before him stood a stone statue of a man with a spear pointed forward, slightly run down by the centuries that have passed. Blade watched it with crossed arms.