By chance, I accidentally stole the secret of time travel. I could project my consciousness into the thoughts of each founding emperor before he was born, thereby controlling or controlling his life. What people don't know is that in fact, the Four Books and Five Classics, the vast sea of humanity, and even the ancient thrones enshrined in temples that they admire now are just my deliberate efforts. In fact, they don't belong there, they don't belong anywhere. In terms of belonging, perhaps only by gathering all the twenty-four rays of my consciousness scattered in the twenty-four dynasties can people know the truth of time in this world. Of course, that must be a thousand years later.
The consequence of projecting my spiritual consciousness is that I will be destroyed...
Purpose: From the perspective of the founder of the Twenty-Four Dynasties, construct an empty world and reveal the secret of time.