The meteor slowly rotated, drawing in dust from all directions, gathering dust into soil, condensing soil into rock; at first, it took the shape of an irregular polyhedron, but under the honing of time and gravity, it became smooth and round, its diameter swelling from several zhang to over a thousand zhang within half a year.
A new minor planet was born.
On this day, the planet's crust split open, magma spewed forth, transforming into red flames, wrapping the asteroid, making it resemble a fiery bronze furnace.
The rock patterns on the bronze furnace's surface, carved by nature's divine hands, told the mythical tales of time.
In the beginning, all things were void.
In the absolute "nothingness" with not even the concept of existence, countless pure white stars were suspended; among them, one pure white star, at a certain moment, exploded—from nothing to being, in the expansion of space, myriad concepts and rules arose as the times called for.
Thereafter, myriad Daos resounded.
