Above the immortals
(No harem, no routines, no invincible, no systematic, not brainless, not cool, those who mind should be cautious.)
The ancient immortal court was reduced to ruins, and the former immortals fell into a deep sleep. With each passing day, the vicissitudes of life, and all kinds of ancient things only exist in myths.
Thousands of years later, the ruins of the Immortal Court once again reigned above the Nine Heavens, and the sleeping immortals continued to recover... Headless gods walked in the void, rusty iron rods whispering and mourning.
The distance between the immortal and the mortal is getting closer and closer. When people's hearts are filled with flames called desire, trying to get close to the gods and seek the skin of the tiger... A madman in the mouth of the world, walking in the wasteland with a carriage, has become a taboo in people's mouths.