Cultivation of Immortality: Obtain a Heavenly Space Ring at the Beginning

When the law began to forget itself, I picked up a rusty key from the crack in the void. It whispers paradoxes, burning the palm but forming ice. All living beings are running like blind ants on the established track, but I stop and listen to the... Chewing sound coming from the back of the world. Standing on the edge of existence and annihilation, holding a grain of non-existent sand in his palm. In the sand, billions of life and death are rotating; outside the sand, all things cast hungry eyes.