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In the unknown beyond the unknown, there is no light and no darkness; disorder and chaos envelope everything and everything beyond everything. The mist that has been lingering since ancient times has gathered and dispersed, dissipated when civilization arose, and shrouded when destruction came. It has no origin and no end. There are unknown and secret beings hiding in the mist, looking at the world with malicious eyes; within everything that is not transcended, in the abyss of the mist, there sleeps the unknown things that live forever and die, and are ready to move in the surge of mist. Outside the fog, there are scattered weak and ignorant civilizations. The chosen ones plunge into the fog in the unknown, trying to establish order amidst the endless and chaotic malice. Deep in the mist, an unknown existence opened its eyes...

The earth grows all things, and suffers from the age of heaven. Every time I look down, I seek the path and seek immortality. The sky above is poor and green, and the sky below is full of yellow springs. You can get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven. The coldness of the moon and the warmth of the sun diminish the lifespan of a person, and once he sees that he is thirty years old.