When the seventh eaves corner of the Palace of Mirrors engulfs the moonlight, Ah Heng's heart will stop beating forever. The young boy Zili in the mirror, carrying the coldness of six hundred years ago and the burning pain of the same brand, revealed this cruel symbiosis curse. The only hope of life is hidden in the forbidden place of death to the west of Linghe River - where the bones of the previous witch Zhu are buried, and the truth about the mother's difficult childbirth is also sealed.
Running wildly in the countdown to death, A Heng stepped on blood with bare feet and broke through his father's trap, but fell into a horror deeper than death. The spiritual river devours souls, the stone tablets hide the warnings of the fathers, and the giant mirror seals the cancer of time named "Lord of the Bones of Time". Struggling to survive, he was marked with the "seal of guilt" and became a symbol of the source of pollution.
Sacrifice ensues. In exchange for a glimmer of hope, his beloved "Ji" Zi Li burned his remaining body, turned himself into soul-burning firewood, ignited the ferocious silver grate engraved with pain, and penetrated time and space! Carrying deep hatred and the sacrifice of his best friend, A Heng fell into the sea of bone sand penetrated by the power of the Lord of Time - skeleton puppets wandered, the huge skeletal heart flowed with dark gold pus and blood, and under the sand sea, sleeping was a terrifying existence that could freeze the soul with just a corner of consciousness.
A gaunt old man with a star thorn on his forehead used the last spark of his life as a signal to briefly interfere with the awakening of the being under the sand, opening a way for A Heng to survive. Holding the silver grate entwined with curses, pain and sparks, carrying the glimmer of light left by his mother, the hatred of Zili's sacrifice, and the signal ignited by the old man's bones and blood, he fell into the unknown abyss again.
Can he seize the "cancer of time" by the throat before his own time completely collapses?
The burning soul in the silver grate is the eternal shackles,
