In the end, the Demon Ancestor of an era fell in that world-shaking, heaven-rending battle. His spiritual body was destroyed, but his Dao heart endured forever...
A young man had waterfall-like black hair, slightly pale skin, and a pair of violet eyes that seemed to reflect the distant starlight. Beneath his handsome, flawless appearance, however, lay an air of cold loneliness and resentment...
When that eternal heart of the demonic path crosses layer upon layer of barriers and is bestowed upon a young man like this, what story will unfold? Will he be destroyed in silence, or reborn in an eruption?
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
