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Huaguo Mountain is no longer a beautiful place. The mountain forests that were once filled with steaming clouds and rosy clouds and the cries of apes and cranes are now nothing but scorched black. The stone cliff was covered with broken weapons, and the blood dried into dark red lines, as if the whole mountain was wailing silently. And the source of all this is sitting on the top of the mountain. --Monkey King, Monkey King.