"Grandpa, what are you looking at?"
"Grandpa is observing the celestial signs."
"The sky looks like this all the time. What's there to see? Every night, it looks the same. What can you possibly tell from it?"
"You're still too young. You wouldn't understand."
Amid a mountain peak that soared into the clouds, an old man sat cross-legged on the ground, gazing at the star-filled sky overhead.
Beside him, a little girl of seven or eight lay curled in his arms, her large eyes blinking as she stared up at the sky.
Yet no matter how she looked, the sky remained the same. There was nothing at all interesting about it.
"Grandpa, the north and south are in complete chaos now."
"That mysterious powerhouse is fighting Venerable Mo Xing, while Su Tao is fighting one against five by Black River."
"The various imperial dynasties are all mobilizing. Should we...?"
At that moment, a young man in magnificent robes and with an extraordinary bearing stepped out from a corner. He looked at the old man before him, his face full of concern.
"A visitor from beyond the heavens has shattered the Southern Region's peace of ten thousand years."
"Interesting."
The old man looked at the chessboard before him, stroking his beard with a faint smile.
"Grandpa, are you saying that powerhouse is a visitor from beyond the heavens?"
The young man looked at the chessboard, deeply puzzled.
"That's right. That mysterious powerhouse came from beyond the heavens. His cultivation method differs from ours."
"We cultivators comprehend the Great Dao of heaven and earth. The Great Dao he comprehends is different from the one we comprehend."
"The Great Dao we comprehend is like a carp in a pond, while the Great Dao he comprehends is like a True Dragon in the depths