Snow Covered Abyss

He didn't hesitate when he deboned his cramps. He showed no mercy when he reshaped his flesh and blood. Immortal Lord Yun admonishes, the coldest handful of snow in the ninth level of the sky, enters the Tao with ruthlessness, and upholds the justice of heaven and earth. Demon Lord Ye Yuan, the strongest fire in the Netherworld and Blood Sea, became mad due to obsession and was responsible for the sins of the world. A shocking rebellion and a cold trial. Yun Jian personally beat Ye Yuan into the reincarnation platform and watched him lose his soul. But deep in his most broken remnant soul, a "soul-locking contract" that no one can break was planted. Nine hundred years later, deep in the Demon Palace. Yun Jian came across a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and brought back from the hands of the New Demon Lord a corpse with only half of its body left, its demonic essence shattered, and its soul about to die. He imprisoned his broken body in a side hall where snow fell all year round. Using the pure immortal essence as a guide and the spiritual power of his life as a fuel, he worked day and night to reshape his broken bones and muscles and exhausted demonic veins. The process is as cold as torture and does not tolerate any warmth or weakness. Ye Yuan woke up from a long nightmare, facing the unruffled eyes of the Immortal Lord, and the pain of healing that he endured day after day, clearly comparable to Ling Chi. He didn't understand, since he pushed him into the abyss with his own hands, why now he wanted to pull him back from the edge of hell at all costs? Outside the side hall, there was the sound of the three realms killing the remnants of the demon clan. In the side hall, there are silent healing, cold teachings, and those unspeakable dark emotions and extreme pulls that quietly grow between the severe pain and breathing. "I saved you not out of mercy." "Then why did you..." "Because," the ice blue eyes reflected his embarrassment.