The black tide is coming, and the world has fallen.
Strange beasts in the mountains and seas have resurrected, Western monsters are rampant, and human civilization is on the verge of destruction overnight.
Just when everyone was fleeing in despair, Bai Yu was chosen by the will of Chinese civilization to become this generation's "human sword bearer" when he was on the verge of death.
Bai Qi, Guan Yu, Yang Jian, Sun Wukong...
One by one, the Chinese heroic souls and gods who had been silent in the long river of history opened their eyes again in the dark age.
"For future generations, is this world still worth guarding?"
Bai Yu looked at the broken mountains and rivers behind him.
"Worth it."
Later.
When the abyss descends on Blue Star, the gods look down on the world.
Bai Yu stands alone at the gate of the country, with thousands of Chinese gods appearing behind him.
On this day, the whole world finally remembered——
China has never been short of myths.
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