"The various schools have consulted, and a myriad of bells will chime in unison. The grand gathering is about to begin, and the glory of this era... The battle amongst young Supremes is about to commence, with a myriad of ships vying for the current, and a thousand paths striving for dominance, it's almost upon us!"
On the steppe, an old man leaning on a walking stick, leading a Golden Wolf, sighed deeply.
"It won't be too long now, the day has finally approached, the ancient fortune left behind from Immortal Ancient, might just be the last chance."
By the riverbank, a Boulder that had existed in the world for eons shook off its dust and spoke.
...
On this day, the bell tolls pierced through thousands of mountains and rivers, from tribes in the forests to bustling megacities, from the arid deserts to the shores of the vast ocean of time, causing a world-shaking event.
