Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, at the present point in time, beneath Kunlun Mountain, a young man gazed up at the sacred mountain.
Kunlun held an exalted status and had origins stretching far into the past. It had always been known as the homeland of the gods and the ancestral vein of all mountains.
Now it had become even more miraculous. Blue light flowed through it, while thick fog blanketed the surroundings, shrouding all directions as though some unspeakable supernatural event were taking place.
Chu Feng, traveling among famous mountains and great rivers to ease the pain of a broken heart, asked herdsmen near Kunlun about the situation. Yet he found them kowtowing toward Kunlun, praying devoutly.
Some said this was a sign that the gods were awakening, and that demons would soon follow.
"Is this world really changing?"
Chu Feng muttered to himself, his eyes profound. Lin Nuoyi had told him that when that wisp of dark mist approached the earth once more, the Shackles of the world would be unlocked, revealing one corner of a brand-new world's mysteries.
But as an outstanding university graduate, rather than some ignorant Milk Baby from an ancient mountain village who had never even read a book, he preferred scientific explanations such as electromagnetic induction.
He climbed deeper into Kunlun, and the farther he went, the more alarmed he became. The vegetation remained ever-blooming and never withered. There were even ancient bronze structures carved with totems and runes, seemingly recounting the stories of Ancient Antiquity ancestors.
"Dong!"
A gale swept through the valley and struck an ancient bronze bell. Its solemn chime resounded through the clouds, making even one's soul tremble. The wind carried a vigorous fragrance, and he could vaguely smell pollen. Beneath the earth, crystalline particles flickered in and out of