Above the vast Great Marsh, there's a giant island, resembling a turtle's head, rising majestically.
The island is covered with strange rocks and Spirit Grass, possessing both a sense of desolation and vibrant Spiritual Qi, quite mystical.
Amidst the rocky shore, there lies a deep pool, its water crystal clear, with a layer of mist floating up, like clouds hovering over the water.
On the cloud-like mist, a handsome Daoist in a green robe sits cross-legged.
Before him, a peculiar fruit resembling molten gold, flickering with a faint light, trembles unceasingly.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, within the Daoist, his muscles and bones resonated, emitting a sound like clashing metal.
Additionally, a thin layer of lightning sparkled across the Daoist's skin.
