Human civilization develops with each passing day, and gods are gradually buried in the torrent of history.
The once prosperous world of gods gradually declined, and countless temples closed in dust.
Chang'e screamed and rushed out of the collapsed Guanghan Palace with the Jade Rabbit in her arms.
Yue Lao watched helplessly as the marriage tree covered with red threads withered.
No one went to pray to God or worship Buddha anymore, and the temple gradually became deserted.
No one pursues faith anymore, and the gods fall one after another.
No one recited the legend orally anymore, and the divine world collapsed.
Everyone frantically searched for a way to revive the divine world, but they could only watch their bodies gradually dissipate from the sky and turn into nothingness.
The spirit of the immortal spirit has dissipated, the power of divine thoughts has collapsed, the gods have lost their believers, and the world of gods has lost their gods.
As everyone knows, the disappearance of today is not for the rebirth of tomorrow.
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After tens of millions of years, the gods who had forgotten where they came from made their first journey home.
The god who was born from hope came to another world alone to work hard, just to revive the divine world.
Restore faith and regain life.
Success and failure, disappearance and rebirth, gods who have been sleeping for thousands of years wake up, and miracles that have lost their glory reappear.
As time passes, the God of Hope stands on the top of the heavy clouds and looks down at the earth: searching for thousands of lives, and once they return home, where is their final destination?
Purpose: Rebuilding the divine world and rebuilding the homeland