"To the south of Shanggu City, over a hundred miles away, there indeed lies a small mountaintop. The peak is only a few hundred meters high, modest in its scope, with rivers and mountain springs cascading down, forming a verdant and secluded valley, making it an excellent spot for excursions and summer retreats.
Yet at this moment, the mountaintop is enshrouded in a layer of faint mist, from the summit to the river valley everything is hazy and illusory, partially hidden and partially visible.
Above the clouds, there stand three individuals. One is dressed in a silver vestment robe with purple thunder patterns, wearing a dark crown and green shoes, his features gaunt and lean, his eyes flickering with an intense and commanding presence that exudes an overwhelming pressure.
The other two are a man and a woman. The man's features are stiff, not unlike a corpse, while the woman is concealed within a mass of black mist, her face unseen.
