Shrouding the Heavens: Red Dust Struggle

A cold void fissure tears through the veil of reality. You plummet from the endless darkness, crashing heavily onto the cracked wilderness of the Beidou Star Domain. Dead silence surrounds you, save for the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Land stretching across the horizon in the distance, radiating a terrifying aura that makes the soul tremble.

You struggle to your feet, your already tattered modern clothes rustling in the biting cold wind. There is no familiar oxygen in the air, only spiritual qi so dense it is almost liquefied, yet laced with a sickening hint of decay and blood. You realize this is not Earth; this is a cruel, great era where the Emperors have passed away and kings rise together.

"Another lost soul?"

A raspy, aged voice echoes from the shadows. You whip your head around to see a grey-haired old man staring at you coldly, his bone staff dragging a long mark on the ground. At this moment, crisis erupts completely.

On the edge of Breeze Town, you witness the rise of a young man. His name is Ye Fan. His Ancient Sacred Body, deemed a "useless body" by the world, is currently stirring up tempestuous waves in his Sea of Bitterness. You have crossed paths with him a few times, watching him go from cautious and vigilant at the start to carving a path of blood amidst the myriad of races.

Pang Bo's boldness, Ji Ziyue's quick-witted charm—these names gradually become clear in your memory. You realize that you are not just a bystander, but a variable in this eternal chess game. Standing upon the ruins of the Lingxu Cave-Heaven, holding a damaged magical artifact salvaged from the remains, your obsession with immortality is infinitely magnified.

"If it is to become an immortal, what harm is there in struggling through this red dust?"

You gaze at the faint phantom of the Road to Immortality high in the heavens, where countless Supremes look down coldly upon all living beings, waiting to harvest the blood food of this golden age. And you must make your choice right now.

In the Beidou Star Domain, the major restricted zones of life begin to tremble. The dark shadow of the Undying Mountain shrouds half the sky, and low growls of ancient creatures echo from the Ancient Mine of Early Beginning—a greed for life, a thirst for blood. Standing at the edge of the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Land, the green copper shard in your hand glows with a faint azure light, seemingly guiding you toward an unknown destiny.

Will you join the Heavenly Court that looks down on the world, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Ye Fan to protect these shattered common people? Or will you go with this dark tide, becoming a pawn of the restricted zone Supremes, seeking illusory immortality through plunder?

In the distance, a divine light soars into the sky. It is the peerless Divine King, Jiang Taixu, embarking on his second life in despair, his tragic yet heroic figure moving the entire Eastern Wasteland. You take a deep breath and clench your fists. This red dust struggle has only just begun.

"The gears of fate, from this moment on, shall be turned by me."