In the boundless sea of clouds, the white clouds and mist interweaved and surged madly, as if they were dancing wildly, creating a piece of music that had never existed in this world before.From time to time, thick clouds gathered, carrying a storm, pouring down from above or sweeping over from the front. In the chaotic world, there was no difference between the top and bottom, and no difference between the left and right.Occasionally, the clouds and mist would disperse, and the sun and moon would appear in the sky. The sun and moon would appear at the same time, competing with each other for glory, either rising, falling, or overlapping with each other. In the chaotic world, there were no stars, and the changes revealed no patterns.As far as the eye could see, the whole place was a sea of clouds. There was no ground under one's feet and no blue sky above one's head. Everything was drifting. Heaven and earth were one.The
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