Three hundred years ago, when the blood moon covered the sky, Yan Fengxiao sacrificed his body to burn away the evil energy of the eight wastelands and save the common people.
The young disciple Wen Yuyu knelt down in front of the dissipated embers of his master, clutching the blood-stained seal of the master, his fingertips dug deeply into his palm - he hated the cowardice of the common people, hated the incompetence of the immortal sect, but even more hated his own inability to save his master's life.
Three hundred years later, Wen Yuyu reorganized the Immortal Mansion and polished the Immortal Sect's rules that were on the verge of collapse into ironclad rules. The once desolate fairy mountain was once again filled with green smoke and the sound of swords.
At the same time, the Nether Demon Realm rises, and the Demon Lord has a new mysterious protector under his command.
Intention: Xianxia overhead