At the beginning of chaos, a wisp of spring snow fell from the sky and turned into spiritual snow, living in the snowy area of Kunlun, untainted by the hustle and bustle of the world.
At the bottom of Yongye Ruins, Xuan Ye has been sealed by thousands of immortals for thousands of years. People in the world say that he is bloodthirsty and wants to overthrow the three realms. He is a disaster that will never see the light of day.
A secret realm collapsed, and Lingxue accidentally fell into the abyss of eternal night. In the boundless darkness, he met the fallen angel Xuan Ye, who had been silent for thousands of years.
Darkness corroded his soul, and only her spring snow spiritual power could temporarily soothe his bones-burning soul-destroying karma.
In the beginning, they just depended on each other, but as time went by, they grew in love. In the ice, snow and eternal night, feelings grew in the unknown bottom of the ruins.
Heaven's rules are strict, immortals and demons have different paths, and those who have fallen from the gods cannot stay with the spirits.
The Immortal Sect glimpsed the bond between the two, launched a massive siege, and spread a prophecy: When spring snow meets eternal night, the three realms will be frozen and all people will die.
All sins, troubles, and disasters were attributed to Xuan Ye; all decisions, judgments, and shackles were placed on Lingxue.
The Immortal Sect forced her to personally use the power of the original snow to kill Xuan Ye and completely cut off the source of Yong Ye's disaster.
Immortal soldiers arrayed all over the sky, and sword light pierced the darkness in the ruins.
Xuan Ye looked at her quietly, willing to die, just asking her to escape safely.
Everyone in the world says that spring snow is short-lived and cannot shine through the eternal night; spiritual snow is holy and should not be contaminated by the karma of a fallen angel.
But Lingxue stepped on the sword edge and stood in front of him.
The spring snow has no roots, and the long night has no light.
If the world does not allow us to stay together, then I will be like a spring snow falling into the eternal night, using my spiritual core as fuel to illuminate his endless lonely night.
Even if the snow melts and the soul is scattered, and there is no recovery, it is still worth meeting at the bottom of the ruins.
Concept: Fairy Tales