Nine Leaves Return to One Avenue

At dusk when the ancient bronze trees withered, the wind in the sky and the earth carried the smell of rust. The lines on the tree trunk once recorded the birth and death of thirty-six thousand worlds, but now they are peeling off and falling into nothingness. The sun and moon hanging on the treetops went out one after another, like lamps that were blown out. The old Taoist who was guarding the root of the tree opened his eyes, and his pupils reflected the entire ancient history - from the beginning of chaos to the end today. "Reincarnation is broken." He murmured. When the words fell, the bronze tree completely turned into ashes. The barriers of countless worlds collapsed at the same time, and the taboo existence that had been suppressed under the roots of the tree opened billions of eyes. A new era begins tremblingly above the ruins.