On the Execution Platform, heavenly lightning scorched him alive.
Yun Ci, the revered Qingxuan Immortal, held Shen Jin, his disciple whom he had condemned as a demonic spawn, as they plunged together into the bottomless abyss.
The world mourned his sacrifice for the Dao. No one knew he had died for love.
To protect a fragment of Shen Jin's soul and send it into reincarnation, the immortal burned away all his immortal power and shattered his Dao foundation. Only a wisp of his soul remained, keeping vigil for a thousand years in the endless void.
When they met again, one was an ignorant youth in the mortal world, and the other was a convalescing teacher living at Qingya.
Their memories of the past were gone, but fate remained.
The Heavenly Dao wanted him dead. The immortal sects wanted him executed. The Three Realms rejected him.
Yun Ci said calmly:
“The people of the world may abandon him, and the Heavenly Dao may destroy him, but I alone, cannot.”
In this life, he abandoned the path of immortality and defied fate, using his remnant soul as a shield and offering up his spirit as a sacrifice.
All he wanted was to give Shen Jin a peaceful life.
“Master, you died for me in our last life. In this one, let me protect you.”
