The Sorrow of Ao, the City of Clouds

Space and time always seem to fracture around Ao. Amid the rise and fall of the ages, his shadow appears across the sky above the City of Clouds. Without disturbing anyone, he slowly descends into the Divine Realm and alights on Mount Ningluo. “Good! This will be my base. From now on, I’ll roam the Three Realms from here!” The living beings of the Three Realms, their rise and fall, all leave their mark on this small divine mountain! Meanwhile, Fu Daotian and the others from the mortal realm arrive somewhere strange. What makes it strange? The living beings are strange, and the world itself is strange! This place is a world unto itself, cut off from the outside. Beyond the Golden Hall are folded mountains and a sea. That’s right, there’s a sea here! But Fu Daotian and the others are fish caught in a net! This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.