The ancient legend of Xueyue Ancient City spreads in the rivers and lakes. Five residual maps determine the location of the ancient city, and four ancient holy swords serve as keys to open the dust-sealed secret realm. Legend has it that there is a dream lotus that can bring people back to life, attracting the heroes of the martial arts world to flock to it.
The Holy Wolf, the master of the Netherworld Valley, has a cloud-patterned eyepatch that covers half of his face. He has a deep castle and holds a Yingxue sword in his hand. He is planning step by step in the rivers and lakes, looking for the broken pictures and holy swords scattered in the world, stirring up the world of martial arts.
Shen Yiyi, a saint from the Purple Clothes Sect, lurks in the Netherworld Valley under the secret orders of her master's sect. She looks gentle and gentle, and has good martial arts skills. Once someone threatens the Holy Wolf, she will take violent action. The two people were deliberately approaching each other with a mission, but in the battle of swords and shadows, they developed feelings that they shouldn't have.
There are turbulent undercurrents in the world, various forces have their own agendas, and old grievances slowly surface. Some people covet the treasures of the secret realm, some are trapped in obsessions of love and hate, and countless conspiracies are quietly growing in the dark.
The broken picture and the holy sword are both an opportunity and a curse. When the storm sweeps across, will they get what they want, or will they fall into an abyss of eternal destruction?
Purpose: Based on the love, hatred, greed, and obsession of two generations of Jianghu people, it tells the story of a group of people who are trapped in the fate of what they want but cannot get. They break free from the shackles of their inner demons in the illusion of the secret realm, the separation of life and death, and numerous misunderstandings. They finally let go of their obsessions and follow their true hearts, explaining that true freedom is not about immortality and possession, but reconciliation with the past.