In this Golden Age, the greatest geniuses battled for supremacy. Those who had once stood high above all others would no longer remain so untouchable, while one prodigy after another stepped onto the highest throne.
Even mighty factions that normally required others to look up to them could be swept into the great calamity and collapse overnight.
This was an opportunity—an opportunity belonging only to geniuses, an opportunity for even those without any background or resources to soar to the heavens in a single step.
Thus, some rejoiced while others grieved.
Time trickled by. At the very center of the Purple Cloud Star System, within the dark and silent starry sky, a tiny red dot appeared.
At first, the red dot was minuscule. But as time passed, it grew larger and larger.
The red dot expanded without limit. Stars around it exploded one after another; any star it touched could not endure even a second before bursting apart.
In the end, the red dot became a colossal object—a flat plane with a diameter of hundreds of millions upon hundreds of millions of li, appearing at the very center of the Purple Cloud Star System.
Its blood-red surface was carved with terrifying images. Every figure within those images wore a savage, dreadful expression, like vicious ghosts crawling up from the Nine Netherworlds.
Above the plane, countless golden chains bound the entire surface tightly, as though they were also imprisoning the evil ghosts within.
Suspended above the plane was a black-and-white diagram, resembling an enormous Bagua Formation Diagram.
The Bagua Formation Diagram slowly rotated, continuously emitting an enigmatic aura that kept the vicious ghosts inside from daring to make the slightest move.
"It has come. The Demon-Sealing Land has appeared. This time, the seal is even weaker. That is no good omen."