The wind and snow are desolate, the chains clatter.
Under the night sky, Ancestor Mountain, shrouded in shadows, resembles a man-eating abyss.
In this eerie night, someone is driving shadowy figures with disheveled hair, chained together, into the mountain!
Just like driving livestock!
Cries of fear and angry curses can be heard, but these people have no power to resist.
Behind them, clusters of dark energy cling to them, controlling these Heavenly Pass figures like puppets on strings, as they step into the boundless darkness of Ancestor Mountain.
And behind them, hidden figures lurk in the void, cloaking themselves, trailing behind as if shepherding this herd, entering the mountain together.
Among them, one intangible shadow turned its head as it entered the mountain, its eagle-like sharp eyes piercing through the boundless wind and snow, gazing several miles away, then retreated into the vast mist of Ancestor Mountain!
