Ye Hanxing strayed into a mysterious village to avoid being hunted. He witnessed a strange spontaneous sacrificial ceremony of hundreds of widowed women, and found an ancient coffin full of star charts deep inside the altar. When Ye Hanxing touched the coffin, nine purple cyclones rose into the sky, shrouding the entire village in a curtain of chaotic light. The villagers collectively fell into a deep sleep. Only the mysterious blood in his body that had been silent for many years began to boil.
