Xie Wujiu, the sword master of Xuanshuang Sect, broke off love and love for eight hundred years just to suppress the abyssal demon species. He picked up the young man covered in blood, named him Xiao Wan, and taught him carefully, thinking he could bring him back to the right path.
Little did he know that his well-behaved apprentice, who he had raised by himself, had already harbored treacherous thoughts towards him for countless late nights.
Later, the pillar of heaven collapsed and Xiao Wang returned from being a demon. His red gold eyes stared at the master in white on the high platform, smiling crazily and paranoidly: "Master, I don't want this world, I only want you."
Xie Wujiu held the Shuangxu Sword in his hand, the old scar between his eyebrows aching. For the sake of the common people and to atone for his sins, he practiced the forbidden technique "Burning Heart Art" and burned seven souls and six souls, just to exchange for that person's eternal innocence.
But when the sharp sword penetrated his chest, Xiao Wan's eyes were red, and he held the blade tremblingly: "Master, would you rather die than look at me?"
——It turns out that the most severe punishment is not the thunder gnawing at the heart, but that I finally became a demon, but you didn't even dare to love me.
Purpose: To explore the boundaries of love and responsibility, as well as the redemption and sacrifice of human nature in desperate situations. Even in the darkness, there are still people who are willing to burn themselves to light up hope.