At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, on the highest cliff, a three-foot-tall tree grew alone.
It took bronze as its soil and nourishment, firmly rooting itself, its body green and glossy.
The trunk was as thick as a wrist. Though not tall, it had old bark that split like layers of scales, giving it a rugged and powerful appearance.
Its leaves were like green jade, translucent and full of vitality, shaped like a child's hand, holding some sparkling dewdrops. When a gentle breeze blew, the dewdrops rolled like white pearls on a jade plate.
At the top of the small tree, a flower bud as big as a fist grew, entirely silver-white but with golden spots. It was about to bloom on the cliff, already emitting a fragrant aroma, very beautiful.
The strange little tree stood proudly and quietly.
Chu Feng tried several times but could not climb up this side of the bronze mountain. He decided to take a risk and climb from the side full of rolling rocks, but he needed to be extra careful, or he might lose his life.
He retreated from the bronze wall, came to a flat area, and walked around the mountain while looking up.
"How could it grow on bronze?" Chu Feng couldn't understand.
He could only attribute it to the fact that the world, which had undergone several changes, was becoming increasingly incomprehensible.
Chu Feng's mind was calm, but he frowned, pondering everything. The strange plant, the eerie bronze mountain, none of it made sense.
A figure appeared in his mind, as that person had once said something he hadn't paid much attention to at the time, but now it touched him.
"One day, perhaps a weed by the roadside will bear a fist-sized, bright red fruit. What we see as ordinary might no longer be."
These were Lin Nuo Yi's words, very calm, as if spoken casually.
Just like when she told Chu Feng they were breaking up, slightly indifferent, her voice distant, as if she were standing very high up, saying those words.
Chu Feng thought she was talking about their relationship, that nothing in life or emotions was unchangeable.
"Was she hinting at something?"
In this post-civilization era, the world had undergone several changes. Although most people didn't know the details, a small number did.
What did Lin Nuo Yi know?
Her figure appeared in his mind, and Chu Feng sighed. Although he felt a bit melancholic, he let the past be.
He looked up again at the bronze mountain top, his expression changing.
Was she hinting at something? Following her line of thought, many ordinary things might change. What about the rare and unusual tree?
Such a small tree, even before the changes, was definitely extraordinary!
There were many loose rocks underfoot. Chu Feng had already reached the edge of the bronze mountain, and the path was very difficult.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and Chu Feng's eyelids twitched. He saw a shadow suddenly appear on the ground, about to cover him.
Something was approaching!
He reacted quickly, his body agile, and rolled away. He rolled a distance on the mountain, during which he took out his folding crossbow and assembled it efficiently.
When traveling outdoors, especially alone, how could one not have some self-defense tools? Chu Feng turned and fired a steel arrow, which shot out with a bang.
At the same time, he saw what it was!
Chu Feng's face showed incomprehensible shock. The creature was too large, far exceeding its kind.
A golden bird of prey, with very bright feathers, its wings spanning five to six meters, swooped down from the sky, almost grabbing him.
With a clang, the steel arrow hit a large blue stone nearby, sparks flying, narrowly missing the fierce bird.
At the same time, its sharp claws scraped the ground, the sound grating and chilling. It soared into the air, the wind howling.
Chu Feng's back turned cold. If he hadn't reacted quickly, being grabbed by this fierce bird would have had unimaginable consequences.
Ordinary eagles can easily tear the skulls of rabbits and other prey. The strength of such a large golden bird of prey was unimaginable. If he had been a bit slower, the scene would have been very gruesome.
Chu Feng immediately retreated, choosing a favorable position, leaning against a large rock. He held his folding crossbow, aiming at the sky, cautiously on guard.
In the air, the golden bird of prey circled, too fierce, stirring up a strong wind against the mountain!
He had never seen such a large bird.
It looked like a golden eagle, with no mixed feathers, its body bright and large, very intimidating, with golden eyes and a wild nature, exuding a fierce aura.
How could a regular golden eagle be so large? This one was an anomaly, too abnormal!
If in ancient times, some tribes might have considered this golden bird of prey a great roc.
Because, when ancient people recorded things, they often exaggerated. A five to six-meter-long golden fierce bird would certainly be an anomaly, and its appearance would cause a great stir.
Especially in the Kunlun Mountain area, it would add a mysterious aura.
The golden giant bird was fierce but did not immediately swoop down. It circled, its keen senses clearly aware of the power of the crossbow in Chu Feng's hand.
Suddenly, Chu Feng smelled a pungent odor.
Three snow leopards slowly approached from below the mountain, silent, their eyes glowing, mouths stained with blood, and sharp white fangs, clearly having hunted something recently.
They stared at Chu Feng, their bodies slightly arched, and also looked at the golden bird of prey in the air, very wary, emitting low, uneasy growls.
The three snow leopards were much stronger than their kind, their sharp claws gleaming, their powerful bodies ready to pounce.
Chu Feng frowned, not expecting such danger. There was a golden fierce bird in the air and fast-running leopards on the ground; his situation was precarious.
Suddenly, the three snow leopards' fur bristled, and they quickly dodged, leaping into the pile of rocks.
Silently, a yak appeared on the mountain, its body black and shiny, its black fur like silk, flowing with a dark luster, its large horns raised toward the sky.
This could be considered a yak king, over ten feet long, with thick, strong limbs, its massive body like a small black mountain.
This made Chu Feng's heart race. The black yak was so large, yet it moved as silently as the snow leopards, appearing suddenly without being noticed.
Moreover, the three snow leopards were very afraid of this black, shiny yak, hiding in the rock pile, which was very unusual!
The black yak looked up at the golden bird of prey in the air, then stood still, gazing at the bronze mountain top.
Why were these three creatures here?
Chu Feng knew he was in a dangerous situation and did not act rashly. He was waiting for an opportunity to leave.
In the distance, six or seven animal figures ran up the mountain, very fast, their white fangs exposed, their ferocity evident.
They were six wolves, all large and strong, the lead "alpha wolf" entirely white, with one eye, its green gaze very fierce.
When they got close, they paused briefly, showing agitation upon seeing the black yak, and then looked at the golden bird of prey, showing unease.
Suddenly, the calm was broken. The six fierce wolves exerted their strength, rushing up the mountain along the rocky area.
At the same time, the three snow leopards moved, racing up the bronze mountain top at lightning speed.
Chu Feng retreated, wanting to leave.
Near the mountain top, animal roars echoed as they vied to ascend.
A loud thud came, a snow leopard's face deformed, its flesh and blood mangled, falling heavily from the mountain. It had been knocked down by a yellow shadow.
It was like a bolt of lightning, too fast, suddenly appearing and rushing into the animal group.
It was a mastiff, with thick, long fur around its neck like a lion's mane, about the size of a regular Tibetan mastiff, its paws stained with leopard blood.
But it was too swift, leaping several meters, pouncing forward.
Wolf howls rose, very fierce, blood splattering, a gray wolf's neck bitten through, thrown out.
Another wolf was slammed into a rock wall by the fierce dog, immediately collapsing.
"This is the true mastiff of the Tibetan region!" Chu Feng was surprised.
According to locals, true mastiffs lived in the wild, capable of fighting tigers and leopards, extremely rare, and seldom seen.
And this true mastiff was even more powerful, fast as lightning, rushing into the animal group, and in just one encounter, it had taken down a leopard and two wolves.
This was a mastiff king, Chu Feng guessed, and it was even more formidable.
The mastiff leaped again, covering seven to eight meters, its large paws landing with the force of a bear's paw. With a thud, it knocked out a wild wolf's eye, sending it rolling.
Upon landing, the mastiff pounced on another snow leopard, its roar terrifying, rolling on the ground, a wild release.
The snow leopard lay in a pool of blood, its throat bitten through, clearly dying.
The mastiff was unharmed, its lion-like mane standing on end, not very large but with a special aura, like a lion, leaping again, charging at the other fierce animals.
Chu Feng almost couldn't believe it, such a powerful mastiff! In just a few leaps, it had almost finished off the wild animals.
The last snow leopard also died, leaving only the one-eyed silver "alpha wolf" desperately fleeing down the mountain, trying to survive.
But in a few leaps, it was caught by the mastiff, its massive mouth opening, viciously biting through its neck, almost severing the wolf's head.
Thus, nine fierce wild animals were quickly dispatched.
Chu Feng tightly gripped his folding crossbow, on high alert, this place was too dangerous!
The mastiff was quiet, its mouth full of animal blood, but not its own. It stood still, looking up at the small tree on the bronze mountain cliff.
It wasn't very tall but looked especially formidable, its earth-yellow mane stained with the blood of other fierce animals, its presence intimidating.
Throughout this process, the black yak had been staring at the small tree on the bronze mountain, never moving, remaining very calm.
The golden bird of prey circled in the air, just as before, looking down at the scene.
The three strange creatures were very composed, as if they had human intelligence, very patient, their target the small tree, but not acting immediately, as if waiting for something.
Chu Feng was deeply astonished, as these three creatures were truly extraordinary.