Bone-Corroding and Heart-Wrenching: Demon Lord Has Become My Symbiosis Curse

I am a person of bad luck that only happens once in a century. The whole village was plagued by a plague on the day I was born. At the age of sixteen, he was sacrificed to the Demon Abyss, but he broke the seal and awakened the ancient Demon Lord. His ghost lingered in my heart: "Little one, your heartbeat is my countdown." In order to survive, I became a disciple of the No. 1 Sword Master in the Immortal Realm. During the day, he is a well-behaved little disciple, and at night, he helps the Demon Lord absorb the master's fairy spirit. "Master's spiritual energy is so sweet," I licked my lips, "much sweeter than the well water in the village." Until the war between immortals and demons broke out and Master's sword penetrated my chest. "Evil disciple, you can't hide the evil spirit in your heart." The Demon Lord laughed wildly inside me: "Little thing, now it's your choice -" "Let him kill you to achieve enlightenment, or will you fall into the same trap as me?" I chose the third path. The bone-corroding body swallows up all the ways, and the chaos returns to ruins and wakes up in my body. Ling Xuzi's eyes were filled with disbelief when I crushed his throat. On the day I crushed the Immortal Sect, the stars wailed at my feet. Behind me came the roar of the pursuers from the heavens, and I stepped into the void without looking back. "Tell Xuan Jin," I chuckled, "his symbiosis spell has expired."