Deep within the Abyss of Dark Fog lay the ruins of an ancient battlefield.0

A statue of the Buddha had fallen to the ground long ago, and it now lay amidst the mottled, fragmented weapons and armor.0

A mountain range hung upside down in the sky. Everything was deathly silent, desolate, and bleak.1

A simple stone hut was built just outside the ancient battlefield. The land surrounding it was flat and scorched black. A single ancient tree had laid its roots here, and it was now fully one thousand feet tall. It looked as if it had been forged out of molten bronze, and its jade-like leaves scattered a rain of dreamlike, ethereal green light.0

Su Yi sat cross-legged, bathed in the misty light as his wounds knit together at speeds visible to the naked eye.0

The sword-bearing ape emerged from the stone hut, took out two jugs of wine, sat by the stone table, and looked at Su Yi.0

Despite himself, his gaze was a bit strange. Hundreds of thousands of years had passed, but his old friend had successfully returned through the cycle of reincarnation. Even the sword-bearing ape found this astonishi...0