This is the endless and vast time wilderness.
Dimensions, matter... everything has lost its meaning here.
All you can see are the countless rivers of time, crisscrossing and weaving into a web as dense as a spider's web.
One seemingly insignificant small stream could be related to the life and death of a world.
This is a place mortals cannot tread; only true deities are qualified to enter.
And at this moment, there lies a dying giant dragon upon the time wilderness.
The dragon's body spans countless miles, but most of its covering dragon scales have shattered, revealing the ghastly white bones beneath, shocking to behold.
Despite such severe injuries, when lying across the wilderness, the dragon still emanates an endless pressure and awe.
It's hard to imagine what kind of existence could injure such an incredible giant dragon this way.
No one knows how much time has passed.
Suddenly, a wisp of fluctuation from the Netherworld drifts in.
