The Era Shattered in the Great Ruins

This is the Hongxu Realm, in the year 3007 of the Rift Era. The source crystals are nearly depleted. They fuel cultivation, keep people alive, and are the only hard currency in the entire realm. The mines grow deeper, the workers younger, and the six great regions are tearing each other apart over the last few ingots. No one has time to care about the rift in the north. Xiao Wan wakes up in a back alley with no memories. She knows just one thing: she can see how someone will die in the next instant. The first person she killed fell to a sword style that wasn’t hers. That same night, the child’s blood seeped into the stone, lighting up a dry well like a path of stars. Three hundred miles away, the half of a bronze key in her chest lit up in response. Someone wants her dead. Someone wants his blood. And neither of them knows that the thing has been gnawing away beneath their feet for three years already.