During the war between immortals and demons, Chu Feng's dantian is destroyed. Abandoned by his sect, he becomes a beggar, struggling in the depths of despair. Then a broken bowl stained with strange black liquid becomes the beginning of his rise from rock bottom. The bowl can forcibly absorb other people's cultivation and pour it into his shattered dantian!
His strength returns, but his joy freezes in an instant. Anyone whose cultivation is drained by the broken bowl will, before the night is out, waste away and die under mysterious circumstances. Even more terrifyingly, an evil whisper that he cannot drive away begins to haunt Chu Feng's ears, while that same icy black liquid seeps into the palm of his hand and refuses to come off.
Is the broken bowl a gift or a curse? Is the cultivation it absorbs a stepping stone, or a ticket to the abyss? When Chu Feng tries to break free from this bloody symbiosis, he discovers that the black liquid has long since become entangled with his soul, and the whispering voice comes from the being sealed inside the bowl, the one that once made both immortals and demons tremble...
