In the fifth year after spiritual energy returned to the world, Chu Zhou, a warrior of the Martial Alliance, placed all his hopes on the decisive battle that would determine humanity's fate. He believed that fighting with everything he had would hold the defensive line, and that the battle before him could bring a turning point—until a blood-red demonic lotus descended, blotting out the sky, and dozens of king-level powerhouses were crushed like insects. Only then did he realize that he had placed his bet on the wrong outcome and died for the wrong cause. When he opened his eyes again after being reborn, he had become a withered lotus at the bottom of Black Dragon Lake, with only a dozen or so hours left to live. He chose the latter path—not out of hatred for anyone, but because he had finally understood that his life could not be entrusted to any battle or any other person. He could rely only on himself.