Ruyi Xuanling, Transmigrating Through the Ages

Void storms wantonly devoured everything between heaven and earth. First the light vanished, then even sound disappeared. In the boundless darkness and silence, a final glimmer seemed to flicker. A lotus seed fell into the void, leaving a ripple that spread outward, growing fainter and fainter until no trace remained. At last, all things returned to annihilation. The Wish-Granting True Lotus, an ancient and mysterious spirit, is neither born nor destroyed.