A phoenix imprisoned by ten thousand years of hatred, a tribulation of burning worlds and rebirth from the ashes.
The day the chains of the Sinking Water Tribulation pierced her bones, Su Wan bit into Xiao Xingye’s neck and sealed their blood pact:
“Let pain become sweetness. Your blood shall be my medicine.”
He was the lord of the Abyss of Hatred, yet willingly carved out his heart to make her a lamp, smiling as he wiped the golden blood from her broken wings.
“Even if my soul burns to ash, every grain will bear the name of my desire for you!”
As countless bones in the Palace of Nine Abysses bowed before her, she sneered at the gods and buddhas of the heavens, chain in hand:
“You chained my loved ones? Then this shackle must burn!”
The chaotic jade flame consumed the celestial mechanism, but Xiao Xingye’s seven orifices bled as he clutched the chain’s end.
“Wanwan… punish me, but don’t let me go…”
With the flame of love, burn the shackles and turn fate into light.
Sweet, angsty, devoted, and satisfying!
