Great Ancient Desolate God

[Refreshing article + slightly realistic style] The dragon is shaking, the heaven is moving, and all directions are frightened. I can hold the stars in the sky at my fingertips, and the universe is also in my palm. I have been alone in the sea of ​​desire for thousands of years, and the yin and yang of the birth path travel in dreams. What is true when the true energy gradually disappears? When liberation rises, one can see the clearness of the mountains.