Standing at the end of the endless era, the long river of time is the root, the avenue is the burial, and it turns into nourishment.
My legend is spread throughout the heavens and worlds, in all kinds of time and space.
Some people call me the tree of doomsday, the end of the era.
Some people call me the root of origin, the founding soul.
The vast world is like sand in my eyes.
The eternal ancient era flows between my fingers.
With just one thought, I can create the heavens, transcending time and space.
My single thought can corrupt sentient beings and overturn countless calamities.
I am the ancestor of all realms and the end of reincarnation.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
