"Preface to Strange Tales from the Wilderness"
Chaos has not yet opened, and the universe is in chaos. Pangu swung his ax to separate the yin and yang, and judged the clear and turbid.
Afterwards, dragons and phoenixes fought for supremacy, their scales and feathers stained with blood; lichs fought fiercely, and the sun and moon lost all light. The saint hangs his head in the purple sky and robs the six paths of reincarnation. The young man started from a young age, traveled to the ruins of Buzhou, visited the top of Kunlun, grasped the treasure of chaos, and understood the innate way. Seeing through the red clouds and calamity fire, laughing at the withered feathers of Kunpeng, and finally attaining the Hunyuan Wuji Zun where the purple energy comes from the east.
However, the way of heaven is impermanent, and calamities will occur again. This time, who is in charge of the ups and downs of the world?
The introduction is too weak to ask Your Majesty to move to the main text.
