In the East Sea lies a giant island, upon which grows a peach tree.
The shade of the peach tree covers three thousand miles, but the tree bears no fruit.
At the northeastern edge of the shade stands a bronze gate, tarnished with verdigris.
The gate is a hundred zhang tall and eighty zhang wide.
The door is half-open, revealing a pitch-black scene on the other side. From time to time, wisps of demonic qi escape, accompanied by ghostly wails and wolf-like howls.
On either side of the gate stand two generals, each towering a hundred zhang tall.
The one on the right has blood-red skin, eyes blazing like torches, tusks protruding past his lips, clad in multicolored armor, and holding a golden halberd.
The one on the left wears a black battle robe, his complexion jade-like, his eyes emerald green. He holds no divine weapon, appearing calm and carefree, his right hand lightly stroking a golden-eyed white tiger at his side.
