He was once the most dazzling Immortal Lord Jiheng in the immortal world and the patron saint respected by the three realms. However, his reputation was ruined overnight and he was accused of the heinous crime of "liaison with the demonic realm and massacre of millions". In front of the Lingxiao Palace, the Taoist bones were dismembered, the immortal roots were shattered, and all living beings despised him. Only a little disciple whom he had raised with his own hands drew his sword madly in despair.
She cut the ladder to heaven, split the river of heaven, and wanted to overturn the entire fairy world to be buried with him.
But behind him, he heard a laughing whisper: "I've been waiting for this sentence for a hundred years of disguise."
It turns out that this seemingly tragic destruction and redemption were all part of his game of chess from beginning to end. Falling immortal is not a sin, and being a fool is not a disciple. When the layers of disguise are peeled off, what is revealed is the truth and deep love that can make the three worlds tremble.
