A fragmentary ancient scripture records that in ancient times there was a land with a vast area and few people, called the Great Wilderness.
The east and south of the Great Wilderness are mostly sea areas, which are tens of millions of miles wide and rarely set foot in. The north is mostly covered with forests and ice fields, and powerful nations have been established; but deep in the north, where the ice is thousands of feet deep, there are few people inhabiting it. To the west and further west, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains and primeval dense forests, where many wild tribes live. Legend has it that they eat five poisons, drink iron juice, and fight wild beasts, and are the most ferocious.
There was a powerful country in the middle of the wilderness that had been inherited for many years, but it was destroyed overnight in a turmoil hundreds of years ago... Many tribes gathered in various parts of the wilderness to fight against natural and man-made disasters.
Nowadays, a large area of land in the southern part of the Great Wilderness has been unified by the conquests of several generations of Nanhammer kings. The founding country was called Chi, and it was named the Zhuchi Kingdom. It was named because it claimed to be a descendant of the sacred bird Suzaku.
The capital of the Zhu Chi Kingdom is Yelang. The country is strong and powerful, and its soldiers are fierce and sharp. It is unrivaled. It has the power to sweep the world, encompass the universe, and encompass the four seas, and annex the wilderness. This is also the goal pursued by King Zhu Chi in all dynasties!
The capital of Zhuchi Kingdom, Yelang City, is solemn and prosperous, with strict streets and a constant flow of people of all kinds on the streets. In the center is the magnificent imperial city.
In the Bajiao Restaurant not far from the city gate, there was an airy old man standing. This old man was cleanly and neatly dressed, with a white beard reaching to his chest, and a plump and handsome appearance; at this moment, he had a misty look of melancholy and helplessness... Looking across from him in the distance, on the grand and solemn Yelang Tower, there was also a woman in plain clothes, elegant and refined, but with a haggard face...
Hope
Intention: Is fate already determined? Or can it be changed? In the face of the general trend, should we go with the flow? Or swimming against the current? Or lead the trend...