On the day when the immortal world was destroyed, Xuan Jin took out my immortal bones.
He pinched my chin and sneered: "How about I crush Di Ji's pride one by one?"
Later, when I detonated my soul, he cut open his heart with his bare hands.
"Ling Yao, I didn't kill your parents."
In the bloody palm lay half a piece of crescent jade——
It was a token that I personally tied around the neck of my savior a hundred years ago.
