The summit of Akong Mountain, which stands at seven thousand meters, has always been a place seldom visited by humans.
But seven years ago, a castle appeared here.
Like a gleaming pearl inlaid at the highest snow-capped peak of Akong Mountain, it emitted a mysterious and majestic aura.
Looking up from the base of the mountain, the outline of the castle was intermittently visible among the clouds, and the thirty-six stone pillars that supported it seemed naturally formed, as if they had grown from the peak itself.
On a clear day, the golden glazed tiles at the top of the castle shone brightly under the sun, twinkling with dazzling light. Like a small sun, it drew the involuntary gaze of everyone within a hundred miles.
Yet nobody could easily set foot there, even if the owner of the castle extended a cordial invitation, most would not feel the joy of appreciating the view and looking down upon the surrounding mountains but instead, a sense of fear would arise.
