Alone in the martial world, he learned that the rules of this age had long since become chains. The academy's legacy of learning had been turned into a weapon by the powerful, used to break the backs of the poor. The gods of the Celestial Realm used lamplight as bait, fishing for the prayers of all living beings. Deep in the netherworld, one who had passed through reincarnation wept blood: "All who light the lamps become lamp oil!"
When the Candle Dragon Sword struck at the so-called "Heavenly Laws," Jiang Liu finally understood his teacher's last words: To guard your heart is not to guard the rules, but to keep the lamp within your heart burning. Even if eternal night is coming, there will always be mortals who twist blood into a wick and use their souls as flame, lighting the way one foot at a time.
