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In the third year of the Republic of China, the situation collapsed. The southern government was first established, and the northern warlords were fighting for their own power. Western iron ships knock at the gate, but the ghost of the previous dynasty still lingers. This is an era where guns and bones compete, chaos and evil spirits dance together - under the undercurrent of the revolution, folk cults breed, soldiers, demons, alien beasts, colonial armors and iron bodies... On a torrential rainy night, Shenghai Concession. Fu Juemin stood in the ruins of the crumbling giant building, and slowly pulled his hands out bit by bit from the chest of the five-meter-tall, white-headed, barefoot ape-shaped monster in front of him. Blood mixed with rain dripped from his fingertips. "The legacy of mountains and seas, the remnants of the common people." "After swallowing this alien beast soul seed that contains a trace of Zhu Yan's bloodline, it's time to complete the last bird of my [Mythical Five-animal Play]..."