In the Heart of the Mist, Listening to the Earth’s Pulse

Deep within the misty mountains lies the Shennong Altar — where ancient trees reach for the sky and the wind hums through the forest. Sunlight falls like golden threads, glinting on moss-covered stones where time itself has taken root. Legend says the Flame Emperor once tasted a hundred herbs here, his spirit becoming one with the woods. The rustling leaves seem to whisper those ancient tales. Standing before the altar, one can almost feel the heartbeat of the earth — steady, timeless, serene.