The lotus birthmark has engraved a three-hundred-year bloodline curse. The fate of young Shang Ting, the night when the first golden mark split from the palm of his hand, can never be turned back.
The solitary peak of Yuzui Mountain pierces the sky, and the water in the pool under the moon is like a mirror. The young man Shang Ting knelt on the edge of the pool, his palms pressed against the cold water, and the lotus birthmark on his left chest was burning. Unknown to him, at this moment, the black turtle that had been sleeping for three hundred years opened its eyes.
From the young man collecting herbs in Shili Village, to being involved in the undercurrents of Yuzhui Villa, the Shang family, and the Xiaozhan clan; from the ignorant descendant who is being protected, to the "living key" to the black turtle contract, the origin of the green plowing sacred bird, and Yuwen Yibo's remaining true spirit. Every step he took was on the conspiracy line of blood and fire.
Yuwen Yilin activated the three-hundred-year saint-nurturing formation at the cost of his daughter turning into a tree;
Nan Yu hid in the dark for seventeen years, using the counterattack poison of Feng Yuan Fire Bamboo in exchange for the power of protection;
The green plowing bird is chained through its heart, suppressing the leyline plague with eternal freedom;
The "flesh body" in the abyss, which was born from thousands of corpses and a wave of Yuwen's spiritual essence, called for "mother" in the darkness...
And when Shang Ting finally stood on the ruins of the broken chain, the manager's jade face turned to him and proposed the final "exchange"——
Only then did he understand that the so-called "Holy Infant Breaking out of the Cocoon" was never just the continuation of the bloodline, but the... Recasting and cleansing of the entire world.
When the lotus blooms, the firewood turns to ashes.
At the end of the bloodline, is it redemption or a new prison?
