The crimson flowers carpeting the ground were beautiful, like snow, and strikingly vivid.
Few, however, knew why the great masses of red spider lilies had bloomed.
From afar, they looked like a carpet woven from blood,
revealing a blood-red path so shocking it made the heart shudder.
The Divine Race? The Awakened? A troupe from another dimension, or those who wield Dao Marks?
Who, in truth, is the real enemy?
And what lies hidden at the end of this blood-red road?
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
