In the endless darkness, a figure sits quietly in the void. Though the figure is not tall, it seems as if all the heavens and the earth are prostrated at its feet.
The figure sits cross-legged, and beneath it, three suns like fireballs rotate slowly. Within the suns, the Fusang Divine Tree and the Three-legged Fire Crow are vividly alive.
"Do you know what I am waiting for?" The figure's horn above its head lacks any color, yet to call it transparent seems inadequate, as it imbues a sense of ancient times.
The words of the figure seem to be spoken to the void, for not even an inkling of a figure's presence can be felt in the endless vicinity around it.
But upon hearing the figure's words, a cold voice responds, "Naturally, you are waiting to kill."
"Hmm, that kid, is he the one you nurtured?" The figure's voice is calm, yet it contains a strange undertone.
