Northern Continent, Wudang.
This towering peak rises steeply from the earth, its cliffs treacherous and terrain rugged, exuding an imposing majesty; it is the sacred place of Great Emperor Zhenwu.
Sun Wukong made his way up the mountain.
Countless Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, Immortal Officials and Envoys stood on both sides of the mountain path, their gazes scrutinizing him.
"What has brought him here?"
A Heavenly Soldier blurted out, only to be glared at by a Heavenly General beside him.
"Keep quiet!"
They didn't dare offend this representative of the Heavenly Emperor.
Step by step, Sun Wukong reached the summit of Wudang and looked back.
From the cliff's edge, a continuous flight of steps wound down to the Mortal World.
"Truly a fine mountain."
Sun Wukong turned his head and addressed the Immortal Official standing in front of the palace: "None but Zhenwu would dare to claim it."
