The Legend of Xinghai Songxian

The sea of ​​stars is vast and the spiritual mist is dense. On the edge of Lingyin Continent, an ancient mountain range shrouded in clouds and mist lies across the sky like a sleeping dragon. At the top of the mountain, the branches of a ginkgo tree twist like a dragon, and each fan-shaped leaf is filled with mysterious starlight. Suddenly, a clear and clear phoenix cry burst out from deep in the tree canopy, and the mist in the entire mountain forest rippled with the sound...