In the heart of the Chaos Realm, where the very fabric of reality is torn apart by endless storms of energy, the Immortal Kingdom stood tall and proud. Its once-glistening towers were now but shadows, cursed by an ancient disaster that had befallen the world.

At the center of this catastrophe, a young man named Xian Feng stirred in a deep slumber. His body, once strong and vibrant, now lay motionless within a mysterious tomb, surrounded by runes of power, their light slowly fading with time. For centuries, Xian Feng had been trapped in a curse, a consequence of his attempt to unravel the secrets of immortality.

‘Awake,’ a soft voice whispered, as a strange energy coursed through Xian Feng’s body. His eyes fluttered open, revealing a pair of glowing amber pupils, the marks of an immortal’s bloodline. The tomb around him began to tremble as though it was alive, and with a powerful surge, Xian Feng shattered the barriers that had bound him for centuries.

‘Where am I?’ he muttered, standing up, his body aching from years of dormancy. He reached out to touch the ancient stone walls, his fingertips crackling with energy. The last thing he remembered was his failed attempt to attain immortality—he had delved too deep into forbidden knowledge, and in doing so, had inadvertently caused the great disaster.

As Xian Feng stepped outside the tomb, the vast expanse of the Immortal Kingdom greeted him. The land was desolate, the skies filled with dark clouds that seemed to weep for the once-great empire now in ruins. ‘The world has changed,’ he thought to himself. ‘But how far has it fallen since the disaster?’

He could feel the curse of immortality burning within his soul, the knowledge of a power that could either save the world or destroy it. But for now, all he could do was survive. And perhaps, in time, reclaim what was lost.In the heart of the Chaos Realm, where the very fabric of reality is torn apart by endless storms of energy, the Immortal Kingdom stood tall and proud. Its once-glistening towers were now but shadows, cursed by an ancient disaster that had befallen the world.

At the center of this catastrophe, a young man named Xian Feng stirred in a deep slumber. His body, once strong and vibrant, now lay motionless within a mysterious tomb, surrounded by runes of power, their light slowly fading with time. For centuries, Xian Feng had been trapped in a curse, a consequence of his attempt to unravel the secrets of immortality.

‘Awake,’ a soft voice whispered, as a strange energy coursed through Xian Feng’s body. His eyes fluttered open, revealing a pair of glowing amber pupils, the marks of an immortal’s bloodline. The tomb around him began to tremble as though it was alive, and with a powerful surge, Xian Feng shattered the barriers that had bound him for centuries.

‘Where am I?’ he muttered, standing up, his body aching from years of dormancy. He reached out to touch the ancient stone walls, his fingertips crackling with energy. The last thing he remembered was his failed attempt to attain immortality—he had delved too deep into forbidden knowledge, and in doing so, had inadvertently caused the great disaster.

As Xian Feng stepped outside the tomb, the vast expanse of the Immortal Kingdom greeted him. The land was desolate, the skies filled with dark clouds that seemed to weep for the once-great empire now in ruins. ‘The world has changed,’ he thought to himself. ‘But how far has it fallen since the disaster?’

He could feel the curse of immortality burning within his soul, the knowledge of a power that could either save the world or destroy it. But for now, all he could do was survive. And perhaps, in time, reclaim what was lost.In the heart of the Chaos Realm, where the very fabric of reality is torn apart by endless storms of energy, the Immortal Kingdom stood tall and proud. Its once-glistening towers were now but shadows, cursed by an ancient disaster that had befallen the world.

At the center of this catastrophe, a young man named Xian Feng stirred in a deep slumber. His body, once strong and vibrant, now lay motionless within a mysterious tomb, surrounded by runes of power, their light slowly fading with time. For centuries, Xian Feng had been trapped in a curse, a consequence of his attempt to unravel the secrets of immortality.

‘Awake,’ a soft voice whispered, as a strange energy coursed through Xian Feng’s body. His eyes fluttered open, revealing a pair of glowing amber pupils, the marks of an immortal’s bloodline. The tomb around him began to tremble as though it was alive, and with a powerful surge, Xian Feng shattered the barriers that had bound him for centuries.

‘Where am I?’ he muttered, standing up, his body aching from years of dormancy. He reached out to touch the ancient stone walls, his fingertips crackling with energy. The last thing he remembered was his failed attempt to attain immortality—he had delved too deep into forbidden knowledge, and in doing so, had inadvertently caused the great disaster.

As Xian Feng stepped outside the tomb, the vast expanse of the Immortal Kingdom greeted him. The land was desolate, the skies filled with dark clouds that seemed to weep for the once-great empire now in ruins. ‘The world has changed,’ he thought to himself. ‘But how far has it fallen since the disaster?’

He could feel the curse of immortality burning within his soul, the knowledge of a power that could either save the world or destroy it. But for now, all he could do was survive. And perhaps, in time, reclaim what was lost.