In the chaotic void of the Mo Xi Great World.

Within the world, majestic and grand mountain ranges stretch for billions of miles, resembling ancient divine dragons coiled upon the vast land, with clouds steaming and vibrant colors, presenting a myriad of natural wonders.

At the highest peak of the central mountain range, Qing Muling stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, calmly admiring the magnificent and beautiful mountains and rivers surrounding him.

Beside him stood an exceptionally beautiful woman, her dress like fire, cold yet charming, without losing her dignified nobility. Her voluptuous and graceful figure stood tall like a mountain, her long legs perfectly shaped, and her round and firm curves like a full moon, her eyes as bright as stars filled with intense infatuation.