[Immortal Calamity] + [Reincarnation] + [Infinite Flow] + [Multiple Heroines] + [Eerie Revival] + [Scheming]
The arrival of the eerie world was never an accident.
There are no inexplicable earthquakes, no fantastical transmigrations. That world has always been there.
Beyond a mist-shrouded alley lies another world, both real and unreal.
Lost gods whisper in the mist, offering their final warning to the world...
The day Li Lan chose to jump from a thirty-three-story rooftop was his thirty-third birthday.
After that night, a place called Wudeng Alley barged into his life without warning. From then on, it always seemed as if an invisible hand were manipulating his life.
Death was like the newly ripened apple at the very top of a fig tree, hanging bright red above Li Lan's head. He could see it, but no matter what, he could never reach it.
Those toyed with by fate cannot find release. There is never a shortage of participants within fate's grasp.
If I had to say, perhaps we can only play the part of...
If death is no longer inevitable, how many people will choose to abandon evil and embrace good?