"At the dawn of ancient times, before Chaos divided, Yin and Yang came into being, and the Five Elements were formed. The opening of Heaven and Earth spread the stars about..."
"Brother Yun, what are you doing?"
Lin Yun was carving characters when Tai Bai suddenly leaned in, startling him enough that his hand trembled.
"Nothing much, just randomly writing something."
"Oh? What is all this?"
Tai Bai did not recognize the characters.
It should be said that the Innate Gods do not recognize characters; after all, language and writing were born from the demands of a continuously developing civilization. At this time, with only the five of them as Innate Gods, naturally, writing and language would not have evolved successfully.
However, their situation was clearly abnormal.
"Think of it as a diary!"
