Realm is the cornerstone of this universe and the ladder for all living beings to climb.
No one knows that this ladder to the sky is just a boundary drawn by a being.
His name was Taichu, and he retreated from the army eons ago, hid in the lowest world, and became a mortal Lu Chen.
He is the stateless one. No realm, invincible, eternal. The universe can be created and destroyed by waving the hand, and the universe can be reset by opening one's eyes.
Now, he just wants to live a stable life, drink tea, raise foxes, and accompany Qingmei.
But the shadow of eternity never dissipates.
The green snake he inspired back then has become the ancestral dragon of the Azure Dragon Realm.
His broken sword in the past still guards the world of ten thousand swords.
In the battle of the gods that led to his defeat, the betrayer was still hiding in the dark, ready to make a move.
The broken Chaos Source Seed once again triggered greed and strife in the thirty-six realms.
"I know you're looking for me."
Lu Chen whispered into the void, as if he was talking to the entire universe.
"But please be quiet."
"I don't like to be disturbed when I'm drinking tea."
In an instant, a certain ancient god who was awakening and intending to come to the world had his existence erased out of thin air, like handwriting erased by an eraser.
He put down the teacup and glanced across the flowing clouds, reflecting the thirty-six worlds of birth and death, and a long-destined ending.
