Kunlun Ruins.
A hidden sanctuary within the Kunlun Mountain.
In this vast and boundless world, atop a majestic mountain peak, there sat an elegant little wooden hut.
At this moment, two elderly hermits with an otherworldly presence were sitting by a cliffside, playing chess and stroking their beards as they conversed about the major happenings within the Kunlun Ruins.
"Puh!"
Suddenly, one of the elderly men, while playing chess, underwent a drastic change in complexion—his face turned from white to red and back to white—before he opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of blood onto the chessboard.
The blood he spat out, coagulated yet undispersed, shot out like a blood arrow, instantly piercing through the chessboard. The chess pieces were thrown into disarray, some falling at their feet, others plummeting down the cliff.
"What's wrong, Old Chen? What's happened?"
