Synopsis
The person you thought saved your life is actually a hunter who has spent a hundred thousand years laying his plans.
At the siege in the North Sea, Hongyun was cornered by a host of powerful enemies. His body was shattered, and his benevolent nature extinguished.
On the verge of death, a wisp of lingering soul saved him. “Do you want to live? The price is giving up that so-called compassion of yours. Feed on resentment and make hatred your sustenance.”
He chose to do it.
From then on, the gentle and refined Patriarch Hongyun was “dead.” In his place lived a vengeful ghost that had crawled back from hell. Kunpeng, Minghe, the two Western Sages… No one on his list would escape.
But he didn’t know that the wisp of lingering soul had waited a hundred thousand years for him.
She saved him not out of compassion, but as part of a scheme. She wanted him to grow strong enough to break her seal. In every battle, she endured twice his pain; with every killing, her mark deepened upon him; whenever his memories returned, blood tears streamed from his right eye.
“Let me protect you this time.” It was both a vow and a curse.
Every night, the scene of his slaughter in the North Sea played over and over in his mind. His soul was trapped on that day, doomed to suffer for all eternity.
When Hongyun finally broke the seal, she smiled. “Did you really think I was saving you?”
Hunter and prey, salvation and destruction, love and hatred: they had never been easy to tell apart.
The primordial world descended into eternal night. The benevolent god of old became the supreme Dark Lord of the ages.
One-line hook: I saved you so you could die in my place. You sought revenge, but all the while you were helping me live.
