On October 2, 3586 of the Wa Emperor Calendar, at noon, with the sun blazing high, a burly figure raced through the high skies somewhere in the Sky-Piercing Realm. Moving at nearly a thousand meters per second, he shot through layer after layer of clouds like a rocket soaring into the heavens, leaving floating mountains beneath his feet as he flew straight toward the highest reaches of the sky.
During such high-speed flight, the thin air naturally rubbed against the figure's protective Battle Qi. A fiery-looking air shield formed before him, trailing a long tail behind it. Even in broad daylight, it was exceptionally conspicuous in the sky.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, look! What's that...?"
A fleet of flying boats was moving slowly and steadily above the Jade Sea. On one of the vessels in the middle of the fleet, a seven- or eight-year-old boy had been curiously surveying the Jade Sea below from the deck. When he looked up, he saw that streak of red light shooting skyward like a meteor, and immediately pointed at it and cried out in curiosity.
Hearing the boy's shout, an old man hurried out of the cabin behind the deck. At first, he seemed somewhat nervous, but once he stepped out and saw the figure charging straight toward the heavens in the distant sky, he stared for several seconds before finally letting out a long breath.
"Good grandson, that is a God General charging into Mountain Ruins..."
"Charging into Mountain Ruins?" The boy's bright eyes spun. "Grandpa, what does charging into Mountain Ruins mean? You're a God General too. Can you charge into Mountain Ruins?"
"Charging into Mountain Ruins means breaking from the lower levels of the Sky-Piercing Realm directly into Mountain Ruins! Cough... cough... Grandpa is only a Water God General, so I still