The ancient bronze coffin slowly ascended from the ruins, its peculiar paintings carved on its body, resembling totems drawn by the most desolate generations of ancestors.
"That is..."
Zhou Dao looked at the strange images on the bronze coffin and couldn't help but show a hint of fascination.
It was a massive cage, with its doors leading to absolute places, lying atop Cang Mountain.
"Heaven and earth have a cage," Zhou Dao murmured softly.
He had learned from the secret letters left by Zhou Xuan that in an extremely distant past, unrecorded by history and not transmitted in depth...
It dated back to an origin even more remote than the Lost Era.
At that time, there had existed a huge cage in the human world, standing independently at the summit of Tao Mountain, weathered by wind and rain, struck by thunder and fire, yet the years could hardly erode it...
