Mortal Realm, heavy snow envelops the sky.
In February, the ground remained covered with frost.
The rotation of the twelve Zodiac star domains had just reached the center of the twelfth Zodiac plane, and if it were in the distant future, it might have another more pleasant name—Pisces.
Of course, whether it would still receive the same name in this lifetime was difficult to guess. At least for now, it was merely an ordinary star domain.
The cold wind howled as always, and it was said that "extremes meet," a truth universally acknowledged. But often, only true sages can see through the mist to glimpse the so-called "extreme."
At this moment, there was undoubtedly no such existence in the Mortal Realm, for they could not penetrate the veil of the natural changes reflecting the struggle between the gods. Thus, bloodshed and strife intensified, many grudges were formed, and numerous cities were destroyed.
