A single hair can pierce a star, a sneeze can destroy a star field, and if you accidentally fart, the creatures of hundreds of star fields will be poisoned to death.

But don't worry, this kind of deity doesn't fart or sneeze.

Di Wuming was very bored. He had been living this kind of life for countless eons, and he wanted to find something fun to do.

To prevent himself from accidentally destroying the world, he sealed himself away: his hair, his pores, his teeth, his nails, his saliva, and his nostrils…

He had sealed almost everything that could be sealed, which made him feel that he wouldn't unintentionally destroy the world.

He couldn't get too excited, otherwise, if he raised his voice even slightly, it would be like the collapse of a mountain or a river.

Things with thought fear him, and things without thought also fear him. All rules, origins, and the Way of Heaven revolve around him.

To put it bluntly, he wasn't born from chaos; he created chaos.

Finding a Daoist partner doesn't result in a son, but in a world; the Daoist partner is called the Mother of Chaos.

He set up so many seals on himself, yet he was still the ancestral god.