Later Gods: the Legacy of Mountains and Seas, the Eternal Existence of Taoism

The title of god has fallen, and the jade palace has collapsed. I once stood on the top of Kunlun and watched thousands of immortals pay their respects; now I look at the broken monument in the snow and sigh that the Taoism has drifted away. There is an undercurrent of spiritual energy in the west, and the three realms are boiling; strange beasts from the mountains and seas reappear, and the secret realm is reopened. This is not the final chapter of the myth, but a new prologue. A mortal body, carrying the legacy of mountains and seas, stepping through dry bones and cold abyss, supporting the crumbling Taoism. The road is blocked and long, so I should keep the peace and tranquility of the three realms with my ordinary mind.