Sages once used the God-Slaying Sword to sever my four limbs, yet all living beings knelt and begged me not to die. Just because I transmigrated into the Primordial World, unexpectedly becoming that North Sea Black Tortoise destined to have its four limbs severed to prop up the sky. Knowing my doom was certain, I decided to go against the current: proactively propping up the sky and moving the Great Dao! Transforming into the four poles of heaven and earth to prop up this Primordial World!