Three thousand years ago, Elder Jingyuan colluded with the demon clan and triggered the Fallen Immortal Calamity. Mo Yuan died in battle protecting the Three Realms, his body sinking into the River of Oblivion. All that remained was half a jade hairpin and Ling Shuang, then known as A Wan. She spent a century cultivating in solitude and sealing away her heart, becoming the stern and unyielding Venerable Ling Shuang, yet she never stopped waiting.
Amid strange disturbances in the River of Oblivion, a shadow clad in black armor appeared, holding the other half of the hairpin. Its face was unfamiliar, its golden eyes marked by demonic features. The scent of peach blossoms on it and the fleeting pain in its eyes both seemed somehow connected to Mo Yuan. To uncover the truth, Ling Shuang delved into old Celestial Clan cases and the demon clan’s hidden history, only to discover that the war had concealed a shocking deception: Mo Yuan had not died. His memories had been altered and his immortal bones sealed, leaving him trapped in the River of Oblivion in a half-demon body, a pawn controlled by an unknown power.
As her investigation deepened, Ling Shuang had to face the Celestial Clan’s obstruction and the demon clan’s covetousness, while tearing through the lies time had buried. The truth was that Mo Yuan’s “sacrifice” had been meant to keep her from becoming entangled in an even deeper plot. Now, the price of awakening him might be overturning the order of the Three Realms, or cutting with her own hands the bond between them that had endured across life and death.
When the two halves of the jade hairpin are reunited, what will they reveal: a beloved returned from the dead, or a truth soaked in blood? Ling Shuang struggles on the edge between love and pain, trust and doubt. With frostlight as her blade and conviction as her lamp, she carves a path through the mists of the immortal and demon realms, seeking a way into both the past and the future, all to find the figure she has waited three thousand years for, even if he no longer remembers her, even if the road ahead leads into an abyss of eternal ruin.
