From ancient times to modern times, from another world to the second dimension, there is nothing they cannot summon.
They suddenly appeared in the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and with the force of the wind and the remaining clouds, not a single blade of grass grew in their path.
They set up a spiritual cannon to destroy the evil-doing fairy sect.
They established dynasties, protected mortals, stood up, and asked the sky.
They died over and over again and stood up again and again.
They have flesh and blood, with emotions, anger, sorrow and joy.
They are the fourth natural disaster!
There is no crisis on the fourth day of disaster, it is always someone else's crisis!
