On a spring night, the dense darkness covered the world like ink.
The stormy wind carried with it a downpour, roaring madly like a beast gone berserk outside the Ancient Bo People Salt Refining Cave. The raindrops, as large as beans, pelted down on the tents, creating a dense and dull sound, like war drums being beaten.
Lightning slashed through the serene night sky like a silver serpent, illuminating the entire world as if it were daylight. Immediately after, thunder boomed, as if threatening to shatter the earth.
In the depths of the cave beside the salt brine pool, the leader of the Wokou, Jingkou Qiuhong, quietly set up an array called the "Mirror Trap Array."
Surrounding the salt brine pool, gigantic salt crystals stood like sentinels, with grotesque shapes, as if guarding this mysterious realm.
