The ringing of the bell echoed over the Serenity Mountains.

As he rang the bell, the pale golden characters, Wans, flew out and rotated, containing strange and inexplicable power. Gradually, the whole void was filled with translucent waves as if the torrent of time was whistling past at this moment. On the surrounding mountains, weeds bloomed in an instant and withered as if they had gone through a cycle of reincarnation.

Time flowed on.

The monk ...