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When the holographic virtual helmet pierced the barrier of reality, I woke up from the ruins of the world. The glimmer of the original flow in my palm reflected the vast blood of the King's Continent. The embers of the Battle of the Gods have not been extinguished, and the shadow of Emperor Xin is dormant in the mist. But I, a "son of Yuanliu" bound by the system, have become the chosen one in Nuwa's prophecy of "lighting the world with the fire of life". The scrolls in Jixia hide ancient secrets, the fireworks in Chang'an are wrapped in the blade of power, and the tide in Haidu is surging with the craze of science and technology... When Li Bai's sword and wine, Han Xin's spear, and Diao Chan's dancing sleeves were concrete in front of my eyes, I was shocked: this is not only a game, but also the ultimate chess game between gods and demons. The moment he held the sword, the original power roared in his blood. Do you just go with the flow and be an ordinary player? Or hold the sword to break the situation, and rewrite the destiny of the gods in this fantasy continent where reality and fiction are intertwined? "Remember, only by finding a miracle can we light up this dark world." Nuwa's oracle echoed in his ears, and Di Xin's sneer spread quietly across the abyss...