Dark Sun and Quiet Wind

It was a night when the wolf bit the moon, and there was a gust of wind in the mountains and forests, making it difficult to see even one's fingers. A middle-aged man in white clothes whizzed past in the mountains and forests. If a mortal saw it, his jaw would drop in astonishment, because his feet did not touch the ground at all, but he ran so naturally and everything was so harmonious as it should be. Everywhere he passed, the space around him seemed to have ripples with a different rhythm. As he continued to advance, the cry of a baby suddenly came. The man didn't pay attention to the cry of a baby, but he glanced at it with his gleaming eyes. His face suddenly changed slightly and his pupils suddenly shrank! He lost his voice and said: "The body of the underworld..." He was indescribably shocked, one of the most powerful divine bodies in the world.