Clouds and mist rise in the deep mountains, like the clothes of immortals, floating and hazy.
Inside the ancient Cave Mansion, a cauldron's fiery True Fire rages, emitting thunderous rumblings like rolling thunder.
Light fragrance of elixir blends with the pungent smell of blood.
Thump thump thump...
Heavy footsteps echo from the cave entrance as a figure slowly emerges from the darkness and reveals their true appearance in the light of the cauldron.
"Lv Xianyang, you'll regret not killing me."
The hoarse voice reverberates throughout the Cave Mansion, oppressive like a weapon.
As the cauldron's fire flickers, their shadow is stretched to its limits.
"Wu Cangshan, you are important. How could we let you die?"
Lv Xianyang is dressed in a long robe, his face adorned with a warm smile as it usually is.
