Black Mythology Gaowu: My Old Man, Sun, Is Not for All Sentient Beings

[Black Myth combines high martial arts + micro-gram + initial explosion + no system] On the day when the myth came to reality, the auspicious light and mist in prayer turned out to be evil spirits that were rampant and causing harm to the world; the edifice of human civilization was about to collapse, and the nine sacred objects derived nine supreme paths, but there was no path that belonged to me. Sun Wu: Where is my path? Sister Snake: Your way is mine! Broken reality, ridiculous world, why should I be the one destined to do that? These sentient beings who have turned their backs on me do not need a savior.