Master, He Took the BE Script Again

He returned with hatred and wanted to change his destiny against nature, but found that he was always in the script written by that person with his life as pen and blood as ink. In his previous life, he was a scumbag of a medicine man who could be bullied by everyone, and he was the cold and aloof First Immortal. He regarded him as his only salvation, but he personally threw him into the endless hell - excavating his spiritual roots, abolishing his cultivation, expelling him from the school, and watching the souls of those he cherished disappear. He became a demon and came back from the bloodshed, imprisoning him next to him. He was extremely humiliated and just wanted to ask "why". But until he ran out of oil, closed his eyes and left, there was no explanation. He thought that hatred was the end, but in the lightning that died with him, he saw the tears in the corner of his eyes that were too late to fall. After being reborn, he returned to a time before everything happened. In this life, he carries the legendary Chaos Spiritual Root and vows to cut off all ties and crush fate under his feet. He tried to avoid him, but he pressed forward step by step. The Immortal Lord who treated him without pretense in his previous life, in this life presented him with peerless skills and treasures from heaven and earth, with eyes that were tired and deep that he couldn't understand. He looked at me coldly, and he was silent and tolerant. His hatred could not go away, and he hesitated to speak. He thought that the sword that penetrated his heart was a helpless move to change his fate against the will of heaven by using all his cultivation. What he thought was the cold abandonment was actually the bloody protection he gave him in exchange for a glimmer of life at the cost of his soul. When the dusty truth was slowly revealed along with a deeper conspiracy, he was shocked to realize: It turns out that the blood feud he thought was the most affectionate death poem he wrote for him. It turns out that he has been through two lifetimes and has never gotten out of the prison that man built for him with his soul.