Wu Chang gazed at the altar, and under the guidance of inspiration, he seemed to glimpse the dungeon plane from thousands of years ago.
At that time, Gourd Mountain, where the altar was built, did not resemble a toppled gourd, nor was the altar within the mountain's belly.
Back then, Gourd Mountain was a towering peak that soared into the clouds, with the altar constructed at its summit.
He was observing the dungeon plane from thousands of years ago from the perspective of a priest; standing on the altar, bolstered by the array, he could overlook the entire land.
He saw a black storm sweeping across the ground, with the golden crops withering and the green vegetation decaying wherever the storm passed. The blue lake waters were swept into the sky, revealing the riverbed below as if it had been scoured by knives.
People hid inside their homes to survive the disaster, yet after the black wind passed, faced with a devastated land, they could only slowly march towards death.
