In his previous life, Wen Yanshu, as the Lord of the Demon Realm, was forced by fate to stand on the opposite side of Bai Yuheng.
In the eyes of the world, he was a rebellious, arrogant, cruel and bloodthirsty ghost master of the demon world. But he didn't think so. There was a strange movement in the ruins, and the world-eating monsters came out in droves. All creatures were on the verge of extinction, and wherever he went, rivers of blood flowed. Wen Yanshu had no choice but to use his body as a shackle to withstand the disaster in exchange for a moment of peace in the world.
When the smoke cleared, Bai Yuheng stood among the mountains of corpses and said painfully every word: "I don't want this world, I only want you. Why are you so stupid?"
At the moment Wen Yanshu died, a ray of warm heart blood quietly protected his broken soul, but no one dared to tell the truth.
Opening his eyes again, Wen Yanshu lost the power of the demon and by chance joined the family of his former enemy.
He originally wanted to find a place in the mountains and live a peaceful life. The world thought the catastrophe was over, but only those with top cultivation levels knew that suppression was only a temporary measure and the crisis had never dissipated.
Monsters reappear, miasma spreads, and people in the darkness emerge one after another. During the day and night interactions, Bai Yuheng had already figured out his disciple's true identity and quietly accompanied him on the dangerous journey.
With all the hardships and layers of disguise peeling off, Wen Yanshu finally revealed his troubles that had been hidden for many years: it was never his true intention to be in charge of the demon world, and he was willing to bear the infamy for all eternity just to restrain the culprit hidden deep in the ruins.
The war finally came. Bai Yuheng sacrificed his life for the one he loved.
When the strong wind dissipated, only Wen Yanshu was left standing alone in the silent wasteland. The people around him turned into tiny pieces of light and dust and disappeared. He was able to protect the mountains and rivers of the world, and he was able to protect thousands of living beings, but in the end he was unable to retain the man who had to carry the calamity with his body. In the end, no trace of his existence could be found in the ruins.
Purpose: For me, this story wants to say: Misfortune can deprive people of their innate capital, but it cannot imprison people's mind and perseverance. The road ahead is full of thorns and thorns. Only by thinking and walking continuously can we find a way out. The company of a close friend is a source of warmth, and you will ultimately rely on yourself when overcoming obstacles.
