Nirvana Kaiyuan

The vast wilderness is vast and vast for thousands of miles. The mountains are like sleeping ancient beasts, layer upon layer, stretching across the end of the world. The gray sky hangs low, and there is no clear sunlight all year round. It seems that there is an invisible layer of deathly haze, forever shrouding this barren and dilapidated land. People in the world call this place - the wasteland of Doomsday. Since ancient times, the years have turned and eras have changed. No one knows how many ups and downs it has experienced throughout the ages. Only the fragments of ancient books and the bones of the Supreme Being buried deep in the ground vaguely record a shocking secret: the heavens and the worlds, the endless reincarnations, there has never been a true eternity. In every era, prosperity flourishes, all races contend, and immortals and gods rise together. By the end of the Era, the air of death will overwhelm the common people, the heaven and earth will collapse, the Tao will wither, all things will wither and become silent, and all living beings will be destroyed and return to chaos and death. Then, the new era restarts and everything begins again. The cycle of birth and death is endless. Now, it is the ninety-ninth era, the end of the final tribulation.