Chapter One: The Soul Light Reappears, Past and Present Lives in Darkness, Endless Darkness. Qian Daoliu felt as if he had been asleep for thousands of years, his consciousness floating and sinking in chaos. Just a moment ago, he was in the sacred yet cruel Angel Temple, exhausting his last bit of divine power for the glory and future of the Spirit Hall, engaging in a desperate battle with his destined enemy. The soul-tearing pain, the indignation of being powerless to turn the tide, the infinite concern for the younger generation of his family... All were like branded marks, deeply etched into the depths of his soul. "Cough..." A soft cough, with the unique crispness of a child.
