Prehistoric: Reborn into Chaos

In the prehistoric world, I was reborn into chaos. Born in nothingness, witnessing Pangu creating the world. I turned into a stone body and descended, and a willow tree burst out of the ground next to it. Later, I became the Spiritual Emperor, with arbitrariness for eternity. A snow fox has been with me for a long time, and later became the Demon King, commanding all races. No one dares to disobey. I cultivated eight hundred and eighty towering trees, and later the world spread their fame. I see the world change, cold comes and summer comes. I see this historical change, with thousands of races emerging. The long river of time, you are ups and downs in it, but I am a spectator on the side. Look at the gentle wind and light clouds, and look at the clouds rolling and relaxing. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.