The Master Fell into the Abyss, and the Sick and Weak Brother Came to Power.

[Substitute Literature] + [Chasing Master Crematorium (Failed Version)] + [Second Male Lead] "The life he stole is not worthy of my sincerity." At the Immortal Alliance Conference, the demon lord's disciple who I raised personally publicly abolished my cultivation because of the "White Moonlight" he had lost and recovered. He said: "Master, you have occupied someone else's position for too long. It's time to pay back." Throw me into the cold abyss where I will never be reincarnated. He didn't know that the "white moonlight" was just a ray of my soul scattered back then. I didn't even know that his sickly and silent clan brother would tear through the wind with his bare hands at the bottom of the abyss and catch me steadily. Later, in front of the mirror of death, the truth was revealed. The new Demon Lord knelt in the snow and vomited blood, watching me being closely guarded by his clan brothers. He finally understood—— The light that he has been obsessed with and worshiped as a god all his life is the source of his pushing into the abyss with his own hands. And the "substitute" he abandoned like worn shoes is the white moonlight itself that is out of his reach.