Fantasy Painter

In the center of the universe, where the century originates, seven human beings are floating around the bright origin crystal. There are men and women. "Although we really don't want to seal it, we must seal it for the sake of this century." "But it is the place where we were born and raised after all. Let's look for it again." Is there any other way?" "Don't think about it anymore. It is already bigger than a year ago. If it is not sealed, this century will be swallowed up by it." The leader nodded and acquiesced to this approach. "The Seven Gods Sealing Formation fell and the formation rose"... The gears of time are turning, and a long history is spreading. No one knows about this decision. Only in the universe, a ray-like figure flies quickly from outside the universe, with portraits of all living beings surrounding it. "Kilin, green dragon, white tiger, red bird, black basalt, open the way."