My Dantian Lives in Prehistoric Times

Here, time is measured by the birth and death of epochs. The stars that once shone for eternity are just a few phosphorus fires floating on the huge corpse. An indescribably huge giant corpse floated in the cold void. His backbone turned into a broken Mount Buzhou, his blood solidified into a galloping river, and his breath became a chaotic storm blowing through countless worlds. These are the remains of prehistoric times, the tomb of a previous era.