Why is the Cleansing Abyss beneath the Qingque Sect hiding a resentment-gathering evil vein from the Demon Sect?
How could a lowly servant who spent three years sweeping floors cripple an inner-sect prodigy with a single palm strike?
No one knew that beside Ling Que's heart lay seven hollow chambers, a legendary feature thought to have vanished long ago.
When Su Qingyan, a prodigy of the Path of Severed Emotion, was trapped in a demonic cultivator's killing formation, poisoned evil energy attacked her heart, and her Dao Heart teetered on the brink of shattering.
The servant who normally didn't even dare lift his head casually pulled out a handful of top-grade spirit crystals.
He took one step, and the Demon Sect's grand formation became utterly useless!
He pointed a finger, and a demonic elder exploded on the spot!
“Only by severing all emotion can one cultivate an empty mind? What a joke.”
Ling Que crushed the thousand-year-old sword intent in his hand and looked up at the Eye of Heaven slowly opening in the sky.
The cultivation wisdom the world had believed in for millions of years had been one enormous lie from the very beginning.
And what astonishing death trap from which ancient supreme being is concealed within the broken black iron shard in his arms?
