I Really Don't Want to Be Struck by Lightning

The terrifying thunder struck at Fumo Mountain for three years and six months. Most of the hinterland of the mountain was hollowed out, revealing a copper coffin of gods and demons. The copper coffin was six feet long and three feet wide, and was filled with terrible evil aura. When Terror Thunder saw the copper coffin of the gods and demons appearing in the world, it went crazy. The golden sea of ​​thunder rolled, and it gathered all its strength to strike at the copper coffins of the gods and demons. With a roar, the copper coffin of gods and demons shattered. The moment it shattered, the earth trembled. An endless amount of power gathered between heaven and earth. The power rose into the sky, and the golden sea of ​​thunder was instantly torn into pieces. After the weather clears up. A little boy with a mole on his forehead fell into deep thought. What's going on is a little complicated. Once again, all the immortals in the Immortal Court have fallen, the Three Realms have ceased to exist, and there has been a catastrophe of ten thousand years. The only life-saving magic weapon, the copper coffin of gods and demons, has been destroyed. Another young man who has no understanding of this world has traveled through time... Yeah... Is that a little man's head hanging on the big tree on the top of the mountain opposite? Why do you still have wings? What is it doing here? Could it be that you know I'm hungry?