It has been snowing in the Lingxu Realm for eight hundred years, and the cinnabar mark between the contractor's eyebrows is being dyed a cursed purple by the tide syndrome. Ning Yu, a wandering spiritual doctor, cut open the chest of a plague victim and glimpsed the reincarnation dormant in the cracks of the Sky-Mending Stone. When he met Xuan Shuo, the current world leader with silver hair and golden eyes, in the ruined temple, in the blooming shadow of the three-life vine, the blood and tears on the Immortal Killing Platform in the previous life turned into ice, piercing the lies and sincerity in this life.
He is the heir to the bloodline of the ancient Zhulong, and his wrist is wrapped with the mark of the crime of killing his master; he is the reincarnation of a spiritual leader who died a martyr's death, and his heart beats with the relics of mending the sky. The dragon's sinews turn into zither strings to play the overture of destiny, and the talisman of crossing the disaster burns into a blood flame to burn through the false compassion. When the spiritual tide engulfed the world again, what was broken in Xuan Shuo's palm was not Ning Yu's heart, but the unbroken kiss from eight hundred years ago.
In this catastrophe in the name of love, who is the real chess player? The mirror flowers and water moon reflected in the broken moon eventually become twin flowers blooming side by side in the new spiritual veins.
Intention: to break out of the cocoon and illuminate the night, to create light from the ashes