He was driven into the deepest mire. His spiritual root was destroyed, and he was reduced to menial labor, barely surviving each day amid scorn and humiliation. His only comfort was the junior sister who secretly slipped him steamed buns.
Then he was framed, stripped of what little cultivation he had left, and thrown onto a mass grave to die. At the brink of despair, he awakened an ancient remnant soul that had slept for ten thousand years.
“Trade your warmest memories for the power to turn heaven and earth upside down. Will you do it?”
He did.
From then on, every time he used his power, he lost one of his most precious memories. His mother’s face, the cooking smoke rising from the village entrance, even the blurred outline of that girl... He grew stronger and stronger, while his heart grew colder and colder.
But when he stood at the pinnacle of revenge and saw that the girl had been imprisoned in an icy dungeon for his sake, on the brink of death, he chose to give up everything...
It turned out that the true number one under heaven was not the strongest and most heartless, but the one who, even after forgetting the whole world, would still risk his life to protect that one person.
