Time flows eternally, with oceans turning into mulberry fields.
Time is the most ruthless; it can smooth over all heartaches, make all past events fade into oblivion, burying those bygone days in the dust of time, leaving the world to forget that distant past shrouded in mystery.
Time flees, a fleeting glimpse of a white horse crossing a gap, the tides of years rush down according to an ancient, unchanging law, burying the past, concealing that sealed history.
Ancient legends, universal chronicles:
In the beginning, Heaven and Earth were divided into the Three Realms. Yet, a cataclysmic battle of annihilation began three million years ago, breaking the world into pieces. Hong Jun, the Dao Ancestor, wielded boundless great magical power to unify the Three Realms, transforming them into a stretch of primordial land.
