Eternal Night Emperor! ! !

Legend has it that between the changes of eras and the reincarnation of all things, there existed a being revered as the "Eternal Night Emperor". He was not born in this world, but since the distant and untraced ancient times, he has stepped on the long river of time and overlooked the reincarnation of all living beings. The road he walked was the blood-stained tragedy of the age of emperors; the place where he slept was the secret of the restricted area of ​​immortals and demons; the mortals he casually guided could become giants; the birds he once fed could actually burn out the stars in the sky. Over hundreds of millions of years, he has witnessed the rise of too many geniuses, the prosperity of too many holy places, the immortality of too many divine dynasties, and has personally buried countless enemies who thought they could shake the sky. His name is a taboo, a myth, and it hangs over the heads of the geniuses of every era - Eternal Night! In this life, the golden age is coming again, all the geniuses are rising together, all races are vying for hegemony, and ancient traditions are appearing one after another, competing for the illusory opportunity to become an immortal. An "ordinary heart" that had been dormant for a long time quietly awakened in a small borderland. Ever since he was a little shepherd boy, his eyes contained vicissitudes and indifference that penetrated eternity. "This life is a bit interesting." He chuckled, took an old cow, and stepped into the magnificent torrent of the world. Genius? Step on it. Holy place? Ping Zhi. Ancestor? Wake up, your ancestor has to kowtow when he sees me. Fairy saint? Well, maybe you can bring me tea and water.