The Legend of Southern Xinjiang Iron Armor: the Remaining Fire in the Long Night

When I woke up, I became an ignorant child at the foot of a hundred thousand mountains. I don't know the immortal sect, I don't know the plot, and I don't know the future giant of magic. This world is far more dangerous and grand than what we heard. I was on another road, walking into the shadows he had never set foot on, and facing the horrors he didn't know existed. Can this road lead to a different dawn?