I'm Heartbroken for the Main Character

Waking up from a pillow of yellow beams, the moment Shu Daolin opened his eyes in another world, he thought he had grasped the scroll of destiny. In the smoke-filled willow-painted bridges all over the city, he carries the arrogance of the protagonist as he wanders around the mortal world, but is horrified when he glimpses the cracks in the chessboard of destiny - the stars of other people's destiny are reflected in the light of the sword that towers over the sky. From then on, he gathered his talents and became a living chess player between the real and fake protagonists. It wasn't until one night when I saw the life chart hanging upside down in the sky that I was shocked to realize that the footprints I walked up the stairs had been crushed into powder by the roaring cause and effect. When the Nine Levels of Thunder Tribulation split open the hypocritical golden plaque of the Immortal Alliance, revealing the dense white bones underneath, Shu Daolin finally woke up - it turns out that this world of cannibalistic cultivation cannot tolerate anyone hiding in someone's shadow forever. Half of the body's flesh and blood was cut away by the tens of thousands of feet of wind, but when the broken bones were reshaped, I realized: The so-called transcendence is not to cut off the cause and effect, but to refine the world of mortals into a lonely ladder to ask the way of heaven. When Shu Daolin finally stood on the top of the sea of clouds, there was no ray of light behind him, only a solitary hong... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.