The two moons in the sky are exceptionally bright, gazing at each other from a distance, their round contours flawless, like jade disks radiating sacred white light, covering the wilderness of the night with a layer of silver frost.
The endless deep mountains and ancient forests are vast and boundless, stretching beyond sight. The trees here grow remarkably tall, each reaching hundreds of meters high, while various fierce desolate beasts move up and down between the woods.
The mountain peaks, undulating and indistinct, are arranged with great regularity, crooked and twisted, yet each peak is not far from another, with some merely three or four meters apart, forming a narrow passage like a canyon corridor.
At each mountain range's pass, there are intertwined white vines, woven into sturdy gates, firmly sealing the pass. The white vines seem to absorb the essence of the moonlight, emanating a gentle glow under its cover.
