The Everlasting Night: Gods Crawling Out of the Grave

When all living beings wake up, I sleep alone, and I am a chess player in the eternal puzzle. I have been sleeping in the coffin of gods for thousands of years, and the world has tampered with history in the darkness; all living beings think they are walking in the light, but I am the only one who knows that this world has always been a prison where gods are buried. Thousands of years ago, the world was at its peak, gods came to the world, dynasties were established, monsters dominated the sea, spiritual practice was perfect, and living beings could crush the void and become gods in their bodies. Overnight, Ragnarok came suddenly without any sign or warning. The gods in the sky fell and were banned, the mortal dynasties were reduced to scorched earth, and the deep-sea monster clan was almost extinct. After the catastrophe, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was exhausted, the practice system was broken, and ancient history was artificially tampered with and erased on a large scale. Today's world of Canglan is a chaotic world of low magic: mortal dynasties are divided, sects are numerous, and the upper limit of monks' cultivation is extremely low. The world calls the gods from thousands of years ago false legends, and regards the ancient prosperous times as myths.