The Mystic Eyes descend upon the world, and the Nine Li subdue the heavens. The youth Chen Yan possesses strange and mysterious Mystic Eyes. With their power, he plays the pig to eat the tiger, cultivates divine martial arts that defy the heavens, breaks a scheme ten thousand years in the making, and ascends to the peak.
The autumn wind howled, and dead leaves swirled through the air, lending the late autumn landscape a bleak chill. Yet the scenery was not as cold as the boy’s heart. No matter how bitter the autumn, it could never compare to the winter wind. At that moment, an icy gale howled inside him, tearing at his heart and carrying him into an endless abyss of ice.
The boy sat leaning against a large tree, his arms wrapped around his knees and his head buried between them. He was as motionless as a lifeless statue. If anyone asked how long he had been sitting there, even he probably couldn’t say. If they asked why he was sitting there, he might raise his head, look at them with vacant eyes, and softly ask, “Can you see it? Look into my eyes. This is why I’m sitting here.”
