A Hundred Years Later, He Was Reborn as the Demon Lord

Shen Gui died a hundred years ago, and all three realms believe he became a benevolent Sword Immortal.

But when Jiang Wuye and I stormed the Demon Palace, we discovered that he had become a ruthless Demon Venerable, with a substitute by his side, one with a “saintess’s bones and a demoness’s soul.” It was a fake pieced together from fragments of our own souls!

Two sworn enemies of a century are forced to join hands. As we tear the substitute apart, we uncover an even crueler truth:

His soul was split into three long ago. His becoming a Demon Venerable and doting on the substitute was all to protect the half-strand of soul he had once pieced into our bodies.

The world laughs at us for fighting over a Demon Venerable, never knowing that the man we want has never been this one who looks down upon the three realms.

We want the foolish boy from a hundred years ago, Shen Gui, who would rather tear himself into pieces than give up our one chance to survive.

When the substitute’s chest shattered, revealing the half of our heart-souls inside, he fell to his knees in the ruins, so overcome with pain he could not even cry out.

The Heavenly Dao says a relationship among three is destined for tragedy?

Then let frost and fire stand side by side, shatter the heavens, and tear apart these rules!

Su Qingwan (wielding the Frost Sword): Shen Gui, take our souls and your heart back with us!

Jiang Wuye (swinging the demon whip): Enough talk. First we tear down the Demon Palace, then we tear the three realms apart!

Shen Gui (eyes lowered, weeping blood): Qingwan, Wuye, I was wrong...