Chihe Yiying

At the junction of the dark abyss and the floating world, the heart of the earth beats with twelve frequencies of light. The Qing Lan of the Wind Tribe gushes out from the Wind Bearing Tower, the thunder of the Thunder Tribe explodes in the Cloud Court, the blue of the Water Tribe spreads over the Mirror Lake, and the iron ash sedimentation rock foundation of the Tu Tribe... They were once split into pieces by the Black Yi curse, and burned each other in thousands of years of misunderstanding. But finally, in the deepest part of the rift, the original voice of symbiosis was heard - it was a pulse that was older than war and tougher than hatred. It was the contract buried by the twelve ancestral witches when the world was created: "We are different, but we coexist."