Five hundred years later, on Yinghuo Star Sky, atop Red Evil God Mountain
Yazi, wolf-bodied, dragon-headed, clutching a giant sword in its mouth, with fangs and claws, iron-backed and gray-scaled, a beast as long as forty zhang, encased in the blue-white sword rainbow, plunges into the orange-red atmosphere with its flesh. Like a meteor falling, it suddenly folds and leaps in mid-air at the moment of hitting the earth, bending the sword rainbow into a fiery line that splits the clouds in the sky, finally landing atop Giant God Mountain.
Indeed, enormous and unique, far exceeding its kind, larger than Taiji Kunlun, even bigger than the entire Central Plains, while even the Nine Yin Peak stands merely seven hundred zhang high, this mountain towers eight thousand zhang, with a volcanic crater spanning a hundred sixty li in diameter. It resembles a massive pill furnace, spewing the Red Evil flames in torrents, hurling them into the red-orange sky.
