Koehler felt dispirited after recalling his defeat a hundred years ago at the hands of that ancient martial artist.

That loss had haunted him ever since.

After the defeat, he returned to Durandal and began to train in seclusion, to improve his skills and redeem himself.

“A hundred years have passed.”

Koehler sat on his chair and looked into the distance. He sighed as sadness filled his eyes. “I wonder if the person who had defeated me is still alive. He must’ve also improved significantly since then.”

He understood the person who defeated him back then would not be the same and would likely have only improved since that time.

All these years, he did not dare to act recklessly for this reason.

He was afraid of being defeated again.

“Gu Sect…” he murmured.

He recalled the person who defeated him claimed to be from the Gu Sect.

Koehler remembered that man’s name was Callan.

A hundred years ago, his opponent was only in his 40s but wielded an inhuman strength.

Koehler was alrea