"I cultivate the path of ruthlessness and will never be tempted by anyone in this life."
This was the first motto he gave to his disciples, and it was also a curse that lasted for hundreds of years.
The young Ling Chen was picked up by Xuanli Xianzun, the number one person in the world of cultivation and the master of the ruthless path, and became his only disciple.
He chased that cold back figure, from admiration to infatuation, but in the end, what he got in exchange was the master's determination to personally knock him out of the Infernal Demonic Abyss in order to prove the Tao.
"Master, your way... Is it really so important?"
No one responded, only Fengxue Xiaoxiao.
Hundreds of years later, Ling Chen had become the Supreme Demonic Dao, bloodbathed the Immortal Sect, and vowed to destroy everything that that person cherished.
When he finally set foot on the Taishang Immortal Sect and stood in front of that man, what he saw was the scene of Xuanli Immortal Lord blocking a fatal blow for him, and his soul disappeared.
Until that moment, until he broke into Master's quiet room that he was never allowed to enter
Only then did he realize that his name was densely written next to the supreme mental method of the ruthless way.
In the corner, there are hundreds of ice sculptures with faces similar to his, each one solidifying the master's unspeakable and broken love.
It turned out that the ruthless way had been shattered long before he knew it.
It turns out that the "ruthlessness" he hates so much is the deepest silent guardian in the world.
"Master... Why did you never tell me..."
He placed that cold body in the snowy hut where they first met, guarding a dream that would never wake up.
Until one night, he dreamed that spring was blooming in the snowy hut, and his master looked back with a smile as bright as spring.
"Ling Chen, I have no regrets in this life."
Outside the dream, the Demon Lord hugged the ice coffin tightly in the snow hut on the empty mountain and slept forever.
