Branch Oath to Commemorate the Year

The wind-eroded mountains are as silent as a monument, and the remnants of the Old Testament are buried deep in the annual rings. On the top of the giant tree, Feng Jianyu casts laws with oaths and fire, and uses blood to distinguish fate; but the world under the mountain has long been weathered, cracked, and trembling. The opening of the trial is just a performance for the system to prove itself; when the acorn falls, it may not take root. And some stories never belong to the narrator. There are wolves howling in the northern ice fields, fire burning on the branches, and iron rusting with the oath. This is the beginning of the wind erosion calendar, It was also a collapse that no one was prepared for.