Suspended in the sky over Tokyo is a majestic azure Qilin.
A terrifying one-eyed gaze deep within the dark clouds silently stares at it, cold and emotionless in the depths of its pupil.
As the winds rise and clouds swirl, the horrifying Ancient God's Breath boils like molten lava, seemingly threatening to burn a hole in the sky, with faint flashes of lightning illuminating the chaotic city below.
Even though violence rages in the streets, the oppression high above remains stifling as death.
"Are you the Kua Fu Ancestor?"
After a long silence, the azure Qilin spoke indifferently, "No, that's not right, who exactly are you?"
As the strongest Catastrophe, the King of Qing, even though grievously injured, is not intimidated by the Orochi Society's lackeys. The only true adversary is the Ancient Ancestors suspended in the air.
The Bai Ze Clan, venerable among them is Kua Fu.
A great being from Ancient myths that once chased the sun, perished in Ancient Times for doing so.
