"I think I finally understand the meaning of the Wheel of Destiny!"
Destiny rotates, resets to zero, and sets sail anew. This world is destined to revert to its primal era: the Primordial Chaos.
He created living beings, yet they did not love him; he created all things, yet they were not pure; he created the system of cultivation, yet practitioners rebelled, attempting to seize his Primordial Chaos Mother Qi. He had worked conscientiously and diligently, devoting himself to forging a perfect world, yet the world grew increasingly dark and corrupt, and human hearts became ever more narrow and selfish.
Chapter 1887