On the Nine Heavens Continent, heavenly flame reigns supreme. On the night his family was slaughtered, Xiao Jin, a poor-born youth, glimpsed the truth of the Heaven-Burning Sacred Physique amid blood and fire. Rescued from the claws of the Netherworld Hall by a woman in red, he was drawn into a deadly cosmic game that repeats every three thousand years by an ancient jade of heaven-burning, engraved with primordial runes. The scarlet flames on Luo Hongyi's sword seared through the night as she revealed the curse of the sacred markings on his chest: "The Heaven-Burning Sacred Physique is no blessing. It is a calamity in which the nine layers of heavenly fire burn away your soul."
At the Heavenly Flame Altar, an ancient stele rumbled. When Xiao Jin pressed his bloodied palm against its inscription, the Demon Venerable's mad laughter rang out from the Starfall Domain, silent for a thousand years. The seals on the Six Great Demon Venerables loosened as the sacred physique awakened. Netherworld Ghostfire, Profound Ice Demon Eyes, Soul-Devouring Bone Whip... Forbidden powers that had once perished alongside the Heaven-Burning Saint Lord returned to the world in human form. And Su Li, the formation genius who always appeared at the brink of life and death, had star paths flowing across her fingertips that perfectly matched Xiao Jin's sacred markings.
"You think they are here to save you?" Deep beneath the earth, an ancestor of the Xiao clan, his heart pierced by iron chains, roared, "Luo Hongyi is the Sacred Hall's sharpest sword. Su Li is a piece the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion planted a hundred years ago!" The youth clenched the shards of ancient jade amid the blazing flames, watching two figures reflected in the karmic fire: one wanted him to cut out his heart to prove the Dao, while the other tempted him to burn the heavens and destroy the world.
From the Azure Cloud Realm to the Starfall Domain, nine heavenly flames appeared one after another. When Xiao Jin stood amid the ruins of the Heaven-Burning Sacred Hall, he finally understood the ancient jade's final prophecy: "When the sacred ashes burn away, the cycle of reincarnation shall turn upside down." And in the fragments of memory sealed within Luo Hongyi's cinnabar mole, the one who had clasped fingers with him and summoned heavenly fire together three hundred years ago was unmistakably Su Li...
