Year 2056, in a city in the Yuan Jiang Su Jin area. On top of a ruined, shattered six story residential apartment sits a teenager wearing a combat vest, militaristic trousers, and alloyed battle boots. On his back is a hexagonal shield and equipped is a blood-shadow battle knife. He sits there silently on the edge of the roof. At this time, the sparkling sky was shining and there was a refreshing breath within the air that blew towards him. However, there was only silence within the ruined, deserted city, with an occasional howl that makes your heart skip a beat.
In the palace of Boat of Mausoleum, Golden Horned Beast Luo Feng stood on his four hoofs. He looked outside and was terrified. "What's that black air? It's like the opposite of godly power—like water and fire, or light and dark. It's exactly the opposite to godly power… I have never heard of power like this."
Such helplessness intimidated Luo Feng. He was indeed powerful, yet he could do nothing to resist it. The black air wasn't even recorded in the inheritance from Duan Dong River, or it had been recorded but was covered by the original mind.
"Perhaps… Perhaps that's why the original universe wants the three dead."