Chapter 1: Echoes of Eternity
The wind at the peak of Mount Sailimu wasn't just maximizing, it was remembering. It carried the scent of ancient snow and the long-forgotten hum of swords, a faint resonance of copper and iron.
Ye Chen stood at the edge of the cliff, his gaze fixed on the rolling divine mist below. Every breath was a gamble with eternity.
The sect elders had warned him: searching for the Azure Phoenix at this hour was madness. But legends are never built on caution.








