The sky of the universe is vast and boundless.
Thousands of realms, each with its own spirit.
Among them, those with great strength have the ability to pick up stars and move the moon; those with small bodies and weak strength also have the ability to survive and protect themselves.
Are the various laws in this chaos a natural second at the beginning of nothingness? Or is it the power of the underworld that is fiddling with it?
When cultivating immortality and seeking longevity, all the realms of heaven and dharma are filled with mist.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
