IntroductionThe author is crazy, so be it
I am the sharpest sword in the immortal sect, and he is the most ferocious demon in the three realms.
We have been enemies for centuries and have fought to the death. Everyone thinks we hate each other to the core.
Until the disaster came, I blocked ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderbolts for him.
Amid his roar of collapse, I crushed his inner elixir with my own hands and chuckled in his ear:
"This is the 99th time... In the next reincarnation, I will still find you and kill you again."
He thought it was a curse, an expression of extreme hatred.
But I don't know that behind every killing, there is the only way to survive that I sacrificed myself across hundreds of reincarnations.
When memory wakes up and destiny meets again,
This time, can the hand holding the sword break this endless reincarnation?
[Crazy criticism of beauty attack x desperate attack]
[I will kill you ninety-nine times just to protect you for the hundredth life]
Purpose: This is a story about redemption, sacrifice and breaking the cycle of fate.