"After a hundred lifetimes of killing each other, he gouged out my heart and planted a parasite to force me into becoming a demon. With all living things as my witness, I will fall into the Abyss with him."
Su Qingxue, the sacred maiden of the immortal sect, was born with a golden bell that bound her soul, and tasked with guarding the Demon-Slaying Grand Formation.
Lin Xiaofan, young master of the demonic sect, bears a fearsome dragon scale on his left wrist. A single smile from him could shatter the moon and raze a city.
She is the calamity decreed for him by fate; he is the fragrance that rots her bones.
He wants her to suffer the golden bell's marrow-devouring pain, yet in a pool of blood he clasps her fingers tightly and says, "In these three hundred cycles of reincarnation, every time you flee, I will slaughter a city."
She runs her sword through his heart, only to see his dragon scales peel away one by one, revealing a phoenix bloodmark on his wrist, identical to hers...
Fate tears open the truth:
The bloodlines of ancient gods and demons are entwined. The Yin-Yang Jade Pendant is shattered across the nine heavens. This so-called divide between good and evil is nothing but a heart-wrenching game on the gods' chessboard.
She gouges out her heart to refine a fragrant poison for him; he burns his soul to suppress her calamity. But when the scent of rotting bones permeates all creation, which of them is truly the one driven mad?
"Su Qingxue, if you mean to save all creation..."
"Then I will make all creation die for your way."
The ice coffin melts, the golden bell shatters souls, and a hundred thousand miles of immortal mountains turn into a pool of blood.
In this life, she is a fallen immortal who willingly parasitizes the Mother Plant; he is a madman who tears through time and space to rewrite cause and effect.
When the nine layers of phoenix fire burn away reincarnation, is love a calamity that scrapes the bones and devours the soul, or the only blade that can break the deadlock?
"You want a world without demons? Then I will be the most poisonous love demon in your heart."
"Does it hurt? But after our bloodlines have mingled for three hundred lifetimes... we should have gone mad long ago."
(Dark aesthetics, fate-bound angst and sweetness, with the golden bell, bloodmark, and scent of rotting bones as recurring symbols of their relationship.)
I was so obsessed with watching it that I forgot the time.