The sky shattered and the stars hung upside down. The ancient secret realm "Shen Biyuan" appeared again, shaking Kyushu.
Qing Ye, the sixth son of the Qing family, is only sixteen years old. His cultivation level is mediocre and he is like air in the family. The brothers competed for the spot to enter the secret realm, but he could only sit on the porch and polish the old piano with broken strings - his mother's only relic.
"Sixth Young Master, the master said... You don't need to participate in the trial." The young man lowered his head and conveyed the message.
Qingye smiled, turned around and walked towards the back mountain. No one cares where he went, just as no one remembers that today is his birthday.
Under the cliff of the back mountain, a crack unfolded silently. Qingye fell and fell into the depths of Shen Biyuan...
