[Artificial [Heaven's Mandate], the [Heavenly Court] Unsealed, a Reversal! Things Grew Worse]

[That youth came from the [Northern Region's Land of Sin]!]

[Windblown sand swept across his young yet resolute face,]

[He murmured, his voice so soft that he seemed to be speaking to himself, yet also informing some Supreme Existence:]

["When I ventured into the world this time, I had hoped to paint a bold, vivid stroke across this bland life, so that I would not have lived in vain.]

[What a pity... the script written by the heavens was simply too awful after all. With such a slapdash ending, it left not even a trace of soul-stirring resonance."]

[His tone was complicated, carrying defiance, mockery, and a hint of release.]

["Neither joyful nor spectacular!"]

[Even so, he walked toward the center of the town without looking back.]

[There, the original signboard had already shattered, but the words upon it were still faintly visible—"[Blackstone Town]."]

[Meanwhile, deep within the [Blazing Sun Sacred Land], [Blazing Sun True Lord], the strongest combatant in this realm, also sensed the disturbance on the other side.]

[He was just about to act when something unexpected happened!]

[An ancient, unadorned chessboard appeared at that moment, instantly drawing him inside.]

[Faced with this, [Blazing Sun True Lord] showed no panic. Instead, he snorted coldly and said with regret:]

["Why go to such lengths? [Dao Evolution]..."]

["I have always admired you, but you still made the wrong choice..."]

[Then he chuckled as well and declared in a booming voice:]

[“So be it! Let us resume our battle from Five Hundred Years ago and settle who wins!”]

[At that moment, he no longer looked like the "Daoist acolyte" he had been before. Instead, he took on the appearance of a young man, a change whose implications invited reflection.]

[Moreover, after Five Hundred Years of recovery, the wounds inflicted by