Old Days: I Can Pick up the Essence

If someone can pick up the essence, he will eventually become a god... Yes, that person is me! In a world shrouded in mist, the afterglow of the setting sun has long faded into darkness. The great beings of the last century have long been submerged in the epic, but unwilling to do so, they actually tried to return from the long river of time, not knowing that what awaited them would be eternal silence...