Barren Dragon Island, over the valley, fluctuates vacantly, creating ripples like water.

Shadows emerged, and soon the silence of the quiet valley was shattered by the sound of discussion.

Leaf dust only felt darkness around him. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a wide valley.

"Finally come out, what evil tribe, Lao Tzu will never go again." Some people have palpitations.

"Damn tribe, I lost a magic treasure instead of catching anything!"

"I'm lucky. My experience has helped me break through the bottleneck that has plagued me for so long!"

The voices around us come to our ears, or complain, or celebrate, or secretly rejoice. In...