The boundless tree that gave birth to the world, every breath of it is creation and destruction. Countless "copies" hang on the branches of the world tree - they are fragments of the long river of history, epitaphs of dying civilizations, and Shura fields of power and opportunity.
The sky overlord perched on top of the world is roaring!
The aliens swimming in the sea covet the human world!
The Lord of the Underworld who sleeps in the land of the dead stares indifferently!
Lin Lang asked: "Book, what should I do?"
Shi Shu: Fuck them!
