I Am the Ancestor of Clouds

Hongmeng has not been judged, and chaos has begun. The vast and boundless chaos is gray everywhere, and there are chaotic and turbulent flows everywhere, which cannot reach the sky or the ground, let alone space and time. It seems that there is nothing else but chaotic and turbulent flows in this chaotic space. Experience the catastrophe of opening the sky. Reborn in the wild, becoming the innate cloud spirit. I am bound to be no weaker than others. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.