I was reborn with the memory of being betrayed by my beloved Ling Qinger. But things are getting more and more wrong. Why do the techniques I practice seem to be tailor-made for this era? Why does every burst of spiritual energy on the earth perfectly match the rhythm of my breakthrough? Why did she, who was supposed to be my enemy, secretly pave the way for me? Fragments of memory continue to emerge, and one contradiction after another points to the most impossible answer - this conspiracy that has spread throughout the ages has only one murderer from beginning to end. And the murderer... Is myself! Who am I? Is it the avenger Qin Feng, or the eternal black hand who has deceived the whole world?
