Ten Suns in the Sky: I Keep a Low Profile in Brocade

Zhou Wuji knows there is no way back. He can only be cautious, cautious, and more cautious, then summon his courage, give it everything he has, and stake everything on one throw. The rest is up to "Daliang" to arrange. Ten suns fill the sky, scorching every realm. People wear painted faces as "brocade-clad guards" and use "souls" as sustenance. It's hard to tell the living from the dead, and impossible to know who will live or die. Who isn't just barely clinging to life?