Huangtian Calendar

There is no sun or moon in the sky, only a giant mass of slowly crawling rotten flesh - Emperor Tian. It doesn't think or speak, it just "lives", and its very existence is distorting the laws of heaven and earth. Emperor Tian occasionally peels off pieces of flesh and falls to the world. The minced meat did not rot when it fell to the ground. Instead, it developed facial features and treasures. It was enshrined by desperate mortals and became various "immortals and Buddhas". Immortals and Buddhas are not merciful, they are just the nerve endings of Huangtian - worshiping them is equivalent to connecting one's own numerology to Huangtian's blood vessels.