Looking around, tall peach trees grew, their branches stretching out, with blossoms that resembled clouds of rouge. Pink mists drifted through the air, like a painter had sketched a spring landscape.,For a very long time, humanity could only survive by worshipping powerful beings and exchanging sacrifices for protection.,Above the heavens, the sky was bright and clear. The sun radiated a dazzling light, sacred and shining, so intense that Lu Yu couldn't help but squint his eyes, tears welling up in the corners.。