Three hundred years ago, the valley of the Azure Mist was not a ruin.
It was a place of clear streams and ancient trees, hidden behind a mountain range that touched the clouds. On a quiet afternoon, the peaceful valley was disturbed by the sudden emergence of a secret realm. A vortex of silver light spun in the air, cracking the space around it.
"We arrived first," a young cultivator in red robes said, her sword pointed directly at young Jun Tianya. "The Heavenly Phoenix Sect has already claimed this territory. You should turn back."
At the center of the Heavenly Cloud group stood a young man. Young Jun Tianya wore white robes embroidered with gold thread, his hair tied loosely with a red ribbon. He stepped forward, with a relaxed smile.
"Ridiculous," Jun Tianya said. "Our scouts detected the spatial fluctuations three days ago. The Heavenly Cloud Sect will not simply hand over this secret realm to you."
