The Descendants of Pangu

Desolate, a place where the ancient gods could not set foot.

A blue celestial body descended and lit up this bizarre world. Ancient devils and immortal kings fought for longevity and seized the good fortune of the heavens. Their blood was hot and resounding, and their passion was like waves. Time flew by in the blink of an eye.

In the dark ancient times, reincarnation and Yin Calamity, in the Starting Ground, too much of the ancient history was covered by fog. In the fog, there were people whispering, beasts roaring, ancient devils running amok, and all living beings dying.

Immortal king, time was like a sword in his palm, he could sense millions of years in a single breath. The world reincarnated, the secrets hidden deep within time were slowly being dug out. He had everything in the world, he was invincible, he could comprehend the heavenly dao and karma through time.

The ages were in a hurry, only the Sovereign was eternal.