Tianmang Immortal Mountain, Peak Twenty-Four.
Within the peak, there are no pines or waterfalls, no immortals or mist, only the red sun hanging in the firmament, endless yellow sand spreading out. The wind sweeps the sand and gravel, resembling the clamor of golden spears and iron horses, roaring incessantly. It is a splendid world that follows the Dao of "Heaven-Burning and Earth-Incinerating."
Above the yellow sand, two figures stand facing each other. The waves of energy surge into the sky, causing the pervasive sand and gravel to hover in mid-air, unable to advance an inch.
The person on the left, dressed in a profound Daoist robe, is none other than Chen Sheng!
Opposite him stands a Golden Crow, its whole body gilded, feathers like red clouds, standing with three scorching feet. Its wings spread to cover the sky and block out the sun, its entire being ensconced in the Great Sun Law that can burn all things to cinders.
"Kill!"
