With a single thought, he becomes a god and shatters countless worlds, all to find the heartbeat he lost.
In the battle at Tiandu Mountain, Shangguan Mo sealed the rift of annihilation, but his soul was dragged into the endless void. Only his body remained, clinging to life beneath the Mo Yuan Sword. On its sheath, black marks of annihilation spread silently, like a countdown carved by the Grim Reaper.
To find him, three women whose fates had once become entwined with his set out on a journey more despairing than death:
Every plane is a trial.
Every power must be bought with a part of the self.
Emotions, memories, lifespan, divinity: they lose everything, but what they forge is not the power to save the world. It is an even purer, more frenzied obsession:
“Even if all the worlds become my grave and time and space my tomb, I will carve my way through life and death and bring you home.”
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