Demon Blood Burning Soul

(Don't click, it's a mess) When the blood moon tore through the night and the dark clouds surged like an angry tide, who would still remember the forgotten name - the Xie family, who was once the most mysterious bloodline inheritor on the border of the demon world. Now only one person has returned. His brows are like cinnabar, his palms are filled with blood mist, and his eyes are as cold as the abyss. The wind blows the remaining leaves, and the dead branches in the forest whisper. Xie Wuyuan stood in front of the stone temple. The old man's head behind him had been broken into bloody mud, and his hands still had a warm touch. He is the last bloodline of the Xie family and the youngest demon-fallen in thousands of years. Ten years ago, his family was destroyed and three hundred members of his family perished in the flames. Only he was saved by a mysterious man and disappeared from sight ever since. The world thought that he had long since lost his soul, but now, he is back, carrying a strange demonic aura and unsolved mysteries. Stepping into the stone temple, a dark shadow appeared above the shrine, and a familiar but unfamiliar voice sounded in his mind: "Welcome back, my son." At that moment, memories poured back like a tide, and the scene of flames burning the city and rivers of blood flashed before his eyes. He finally understood that he had never been human. … When the truth pours out like rain of blood, when faith collapses in the demonic fire, when Xie Wuyuan stands in the center of the storm, overlooking the ups and downs of the three realms—— We can't help but ask: Is a person who has been abandoned by the world still qualified to choose where he belongs? When the blood moon hangs high and the gears of destiny are turning, who can truly control their own soul?