The world at that time was in chaos, with no light or warmth. At that time, there was only one person in the world, named Pangu.
Time flowed from his fingers, and one thousand years passed one after another. He found the ax beside him, opened up the sky and the earth, the turbidity sank into the earth, and the pure rose into the sky. He stood between heaven and earth, looking lonely day and night to the end of the world. When he could no longer bear the loneliness, Pangu fell, and the huge sound of death resounded through the sky for several days.
Pangu fell down with all his tears and no breath. Some people said that it was the rain and breeze that came later, and his body disappeared. Some people said that the land of China later came from this.
But no one knows that his thousand-year loneliness in the world turned into me. Since then, I have become the strongest person in the world. I have inherited all Pangu's talents. I have a charming appearance, strong energy, unparalleled wisdom, and noble and unrestrained movements.
I have witnessed countless historical migrations. I have seen the city gates of prosperous countries collapse and the heads of kings hang high. I have also seen the ambition of the Qin Dynasty to sweep away the world and the martyrdom of the emperor until death. Every country after becoming strong does not understand the principle of the moon waxing and waning, and the water overflowing. I have watched the savings accumulated for thousands of years disappear overnight, and the status that symbolizes power has plummeted. For thousands of years, China has experienced ups and downs, invaded and ruled other countries, and its territory has expanded and contracted. Finally, five thousand years later, the view from the beacon tower has passed, and now it is a new era.