On the night of my father's murder, I smashed into an ice coffin and woke up the God of Death. The moment he opened his eyes, the twelve dead soldiers turned into blood mist. He covered my eyes and said, "Don't look." Later I asked him why he helped me. He said: "The way you smashed my coffin looked very much like my dead Bai Yueguang." I said: "..." Later, Bai Yueguang came back to life and held his hand: "She is just a substitute." I drew my sword: "Substitute? Then guess, who gave my life for my cultivation?" He stood in front of me: "She is not a substitute. She is the person I chose."
