The Derivative Era of One God

The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right or wrong, success or failure is gone, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. It's just that this world has changed again. Unknown rays subvert the earth's ecology. Most people stand up again after death, but the minions that emerge immediately pounce on the living people... And the new era has just begun. The base established in the northern wind and snow is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface. In the south, there are zombie kings competing for supremacy, and in the west, there is a sacred tree forbidden area for mortals. What will this world look like? Can humanity still have a glimmer of hope?