One is a powerful, warmhearted spirit maiden. The other is a little demon king who has sunk into darkness and filth. Zeqing still remembers that the first thing she saw upon entering the world was the filthy little demon king, who had chased a butterfly into the spirit clan’s sacred grounds at Changze Lake. Through him, she glimpsed a heavenly secret that could not be spoken aloud. “Little Demon King, come back with me to the spirit clan. From now on, this sacred lake, Changze, will be your name.” Changze thought Zeqing would be his salvation for life, but she sacrificed herself to quell the world-ending heavenly tribulation brought on by her father. Her spiritual body became four spirit artifacts, while only her spirit heart remained, sealed in the Nine Abysses for a hundred thousand years. From then on, Changze clung to his obsession for a hundred thousand years. He is Changze, and he is also the Upper String of Lingxuan Terrace. “The depths of the Nine Abysses are full of evil spirits. If the Heavenly Dao would kill her, then I have no reason to obey it.”
