Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

It is a hazy and magical mountain range, shrouded in clouds all year round.

It seems to appear and disappear, to be there and not there.

From a distance, it seems so mysterious and out of reach.

He knew that in this desolate land, only the owner of this mountain had the precious fire.

The owner of the mountain is where the descendants of Chaos live.

The old man with long eyebrows once warned him not to provoke the mountain.

Because that mountain is giving birth to the god of this airspace.

But the decline of the tribe and the invasion of severe cold made Kuafu forget the old man's warning.

For fire, for survival, and for hope.

Kuafu once went up the mountain to look for Kronos, who was the master of the mountain at that time, but was harshly rejected by Kronos.

What made Kuafu most angry was that the current owner of the mountain had deceived him.

Once, Zeus came to him and begged him to help him overthrow his father, and he would give him fire.

However, when the dawn of victory began to appear, Zeus broke his promise and still refused to hand over the fire.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the anger in Kuafu's heart would turn into clenched fists.

Every clenched grip is a silent accusation against unfair fate.

However, after so many years, he could only endure it.

The gods on Mount Olympus were not someone he could contend against.

What's more, the goddesses Athena and Persephone had helped him.

In this land, Athena's light of wisdom and Persephone's gentle treatment are like two bright lights in a cold night, warm and bright.

Especially Persephone, the goddess who vowed to build a beautiful future with him.

Her love, like the gentlest breeze in spring, gently blows through every corner of Kuafu's heart and becomes the motivation for him to persevere.

The goddess once whispered to him that she liked him very much and liked his kindness and love.

She said that when she grows up, she wants to marry him and work with him to create a better future for mankind.

Whenever he thought of Persephone, Kuafu always felt a deep warmth in his heart.

However, the cruelty of reality, like a never-ending snowstorm in winter, continues to devour the spark of life.

Another person couldn't stand the cold weather and fell down, and the spark of life was quietly extinguished.

The warmth that rose in Kuafu's heart also turned into sadness.

This sadness made him feel helpless and desperate.

He thought of the old man with long eyebrows, but the mysterious old man never appeared again, which made Kuafu very disappointed.

Although he is a god with an immortal body, he can only helplessly watch his tribe gradually decline, like autumn leaves withering.

That feeling of powerlessness, like a heavy millstone, crushed Kuafu's fragile soul.

He was no longer able to witness this human tragedy, and walked out of the cave with heavy steps.

Looking around, the sky and the earth were vast and snowflakes were still falling.

He walked aimlessly, letting the cold wind cut his skin. Unknowingly, he came to a cliff.

Below the cliff, the raging sea was roaring madly.

The huge waves, like angry beasts, hit the rocks on the shore again and again, stirring up layers of foam and making bursts of roars.

Kuafu gazed at the wild waters, an inexplicable impulse welling up in his heart.

Once upon a time, the brothers and sisters who came together have long passed away.

And I am still alive just to prove that I can make everyone's life better and more secure.

However, whenever I see those shivering bodies, my heart is filled with helplessness and guilt.

Looking at the turbulent sea, Kuafu closed his eyes, jumped, and plunged into the vast ocean.

He gave up the will to live and chose to end this long and hopeless journey.

He no longer lingered in this world, no longer struggling for the unfulfilled promise.

With a heart full of guilt and regret, Kuafu sank into the deep sea, letting the cold water swallow his soul.

When the mysterious figure of the old man with long eyebrows appeared in sight again, time seemed to freeze.

Since he was led here that time, time has passed and Kuafu's tribe has changed for dozens of generations.

However, he never saw the god who once guided his destiny again.

Kuafu was filled with excitement and confusion, but he could not express it in words. The old man had already indicated with his hands, and everything was said without words.

"Prometheus!"

The old man spoke slowly, his voice revealing an indescribable majesty and kindness.

"I know everything you've been through. The bitter cold and scorching heat are only tests for you and your people."

"Its purpose is to shed the old shackles and genetic imprints and welcome the new body."

Kuafu sighed: "Grandpa God, most of the thousands of compatriots who followed me in the past are now dead."

"After countless reincarnations, the tribe has been declining day by day. Watching them die one after another in the severe cold, my heart is broken and I feel extremely guilty."

The old man hesitated for a moment and responded:

"I understand your distress and desire, but the fire of Mount Olympus is not suitable for this mortal world."

Kuafu was filled with grief and anger, and shouted hoarsely.

"Am I just going to sit there helplessly and let my people perish in this icy hell?"

"Instead of this, it would be better to die on the battlefield. At least my death was worthy."

The old man frowned and suggested, "Prometheus! If you insist on pursuing fire, I have a trick."

"You can take my Qianyuan Diamond Jade and Daluo Lihuo Net, cross the boundaries of time and space, and capture the Sun Golden Crow Essence."

"If you obtain enough Golden Crow Essence, you can ignite the flame of hope. However, this action will surely anger the Lord of Olympus and bring severe punishment."

Hearing this, hope shone in Kuafu's eyes and he spoke firmly.

"Great God, even if I face heaven's punishment, I have nothing to fear."

"As long as I can bring warmth and vitality to the tribe, I am willing to bear any price."

The old man nodded, took out a piece of glittering jade and a delicate small net from his arms, handed them over, and explained in detail how to use them and what to be careful about.

Before leaving, the old man reminded again.

"Prometheus, the road ahead is difficult and you will endure unimaginable torture. Please think twice before you act."

Kuafu's eyes were firm and he did not retreat at all.

"Grandpa God, life and death are beyond your reach, so the pain is nothing to worry about."

The old man nodded silently, said no more, summoned a crane, and flew away.

After the old man left, Kuafu embarked on a new journey with his mission and belief.

With the help of the magical power of Qianyuan Diamond Jade, Kuafu crossed the cracks in time and space and returned to the land that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Here, the legend of Emperor Huangdi has turned into a whisper in the wind.

But he became an alien in people's eyes - a giant holding a torn net and chasing the sun all day long.

Faced with the misunderstanding and ridicule of the world, Kuafu chose to remain silent.

He had only one belief in his heart: to capture the Golden Crow Essence of the Sun and bring fire and warmth to his people.

Day after day, year after year.

Kuafu ran across the endless wilderness, with sweat and tears intertwined, which became a testimony to his perseverance.

Finally, on a hot afternoon, he captured enough Sun Golden Crow Essence.

The dazzling golden light illuminated his face and his heart.

Kuafu hurried back with this precious gift, bringing fire and light to his people who had been waiting for so long.

With the introduction of fire, the desolate land came alive.

A new civilization was born in light and warmth, the ethnic group gradually grew stronger, and the flowers of civilization bloomed everywhere.

However, all this aroused strong dissatisfaction and jealousy from Zeus, the lord of Mount Olympus and the father of the gods.