Throughout his life, Emperor Bai Lin suffered infamy for protecting the Three Realms, and eventually his soul returned to chaos.
On his deathbed, endless unwillingness and obsession overwhelmed time and space, bringing him back to the time when everything had not yet begun——
In this life, he is Haochen, the leader of the Shaoyang Sect. He holds the memories of his past life and vows to bring order to the chaos.
In the first step, he let go of Rahu Jidu and cut off the starting point of the tragedy.
In the second step, he tore apart the layers of conspiracy, only to find that fate had already woven into a giant web - the ruins of heaven reappeared in the world, the shadows of old friends followed him, and a Möbius strip that spanned ten lives quietly tightened.
Among all the variables, the one that he couldn't see through the most was the Lize Palace disciple Yu Sifeng who was always following him.
Under the mask, there is a pair of extremely clear eyes; in the silence, there is an obsession that transcends reincarnation.
"Senior brother, you were the first to come to me."
"This time, I won't let go."
Clear away the fog and change your destiny against the will of heaven.
In this game, both the chess player and the chess pieces are him.
The cold and strategic emperor is attacked × the affectionate and loyal dog harpy attack
Reader comments
The story is okay, but the writing is a bit repetitive. I don't mean repetitive, but similar. It's still the same people, but it has changed a little bit, and it has become a new story.
The horror of the Möbius strip lies in the infinite loop, but love is also infinite. When two infinities meet, the ring has an exit.
Some fates may not necessarily be earth-shattering.
A look, a conversation, an understanding.
It is enough to make a heart beat for just one person across ten lifetimes.
This is the truest form of love - not destiny, but choice; not repayment, but running for it.
The story is okay, but the writing is a bit repetitive. I don't mean repetitive, but similar. It's still the same people, but it has changed a little bit, and it has become a new story. The horror of the Möbius strip lies in the infinite loop, but love is also infinite. When two infinities meet, the ring has an exit. Some fates may not necessarily be earth-shattering. A look, a conversation, an understanding. It is enough to make a heart beat for just one person across ten lifetimes. This is the truest form of love - not destiny, but choice; not repayment, but running for it.