Feng Xintian

Since ancient times, the human race has established a state in the Xuanhuang land. Or unite the universe and conquer the whole world; Or expand territory and innovate etiquette; Or flourish the style of writing and educate all directions. Hundreds of schools of thought contended, Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, and Dharma, soldiers and peasants flourished, humanity flourished, and the fire of civilization set fire to the wilderness. However—— Above the darkness, there is no day or night, no beginning and no end. The gods in the sky are hidden in the sky, and they look down and do not disturb the world; passers-by from all ages watch the world quietly, observing all the vicissitudes of life with cold eyes. The world goes by year by year, dynasties rise and fall, civilizations rise and fall. For ordinary people, the long time has been a vicissitudes of life, but in the eyes of those who observe the world, it is just a fleeting moment, a blink of an eye. Princes enjoy the world, aristocratic families enjoy wealth, and all living beings are busy and toiling. Generations follow a similar trajectory, weaving this prosperous and desolate world. Over millions of years, the mountains and rivers have changed, and the utensils have been renewed, but the pattern of the human world seems to have never changed despite the passage of time. Until that day—— A voice traversed the three realms of past, present and future, resounding throughout the world, alarming all the gods: "In my name, I will cut off all the causes and effects of the past, present and future, and seal the new heaven to rule the universe."