In the Tomb of the Gods Great Cosmos, the Six Paths Reincarnation had been shattered. The six great worlds had all been destroyed, and this stretch of time-space had been cut off from the present just as it had been in ancient times, buried in the Past. The once-radiant world had vanished forever.
Endless darkness shrouded the ruins of the destroyed Six Realms. There was not a trace of light, not a trace of warmth. Everything had become history, and all living beings had perished.
The beautiful world that had once brimmed with life and infinite hope had dissipated forever. Endless Chaos churned, while the shattered Six Paths continued to disappear.
The six ruined great worlds had become one vast interconnected wasteland, a lifeless ruin without the slightest glimmer of light. Endless darkness covered the earth, and a cold, sinister aura permeated the entire universe.
Everything from the past had become history: lush green Divine Mountains, immortal valleys filled with waves of floral fragrance, golden fields of ripe wheat, surging blue seas...
Everything had vanished and been destroyed. There was not the slightest fluctuation of life, nor any living creature. There was only endless darkness and frozen earth. Time flowed on, but the dead, dark land showed no signs of recovery or change.
No one knew how many years had passed. Perhaps ten years, perhaps a hundred, perhaps a thousand. Without the cycle of sun and moon, there was naturally no way to sense the passage of time.
Terrifying storms began to sweep across the ruined land, storms powerful enough to blow apart broken mountains. The dreadful, frigid gale passed through, gradually leveling the shattered ruins, as if it intended to bury this dead world completely before opening a reborn Six Paths.
The ruins of the former Six Paths Great