Bloodforging the Firmament

When a cultivation civilization collides with runaway genetic mutation, he becomes the apocalypse’s sole “loophole.”

As Lin Yu plummets from a towering cliff, flesh peels inch by inch from his right arm, giving way to rapidly growing silver metal bones. Below, a scarlet carpet of fungi devours skyscrapers, and steel and concrete rot into skeletons in the slime. In the distance, lights flicker in a floating city through the blood mist, like a horde of indifferent ghosts. This is the seventh time he has “died.” With every fall, he remembers the instant the laboratory exploded, the eerie blood-red runes in Ye Liuli’s pupils as she bit into his neck, and the whisper of Qing Yazi, the black-robed elder: “The time has come, Holy Son.”

The more people he saves, the less human he becomes.

This world is a lie.

To break the cycle of reincarnation, he must first become a monster.

“Who says the savior can’t be a System loophole?”

A civilizational epic on the scale of "The Three-Body Problem" × the visual impact of "Cyberpunk 2077" × an identity mystery worthy of "Lord of the Mysteries".

In this apocalypse, what he must rewrite is not a cultivation technique, but evolution itself.