[Fate is a blade, emotion is a fire, burning three thousand shackles of heaven]
——If falling in love is a calamity that goes against heaven, I am willing to burn the nine layers of star frost with you.
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The ancient goddess broke her heart to suppress the calamity, and her twin bodies transformed into the sun and moon. Three thousand years later, Ling Shuang, the leader of Xuantian Sect's swordsmanship, and the mysterious astrologer Xing Yao met by fate.
She is a ruthless sword tempered by frost and snow. The sword energy stretches ninety thousand miles, but her Taoist heart was cut apart by the eyes of Yue Jue's host;
She is the world-burning fire condensed by star sand. She can cover the twenty-eight stars with her hand, but she is willing to fall into immortality for one person.
The prophecy of "the two swords unite and the gates of heaven will open" resounds throughout the world of cultivation. The Burning Sky Alliance offers blood sacrifices to the common people, and the Tianshu Pavilion kills heretics.
Ling Shuang held the sword that pierced Xingyao's heart and saw the reflection of the two people's interlocked fingers reflected on the frost-patterned sword blade;
Xingyao kissed the blood-stained Sun Jue mark, and asked with a smile in the midst of the thunderstorm: "Senior sister, do you dare to make a bet with me - will the law of heaven crush us first, or will you and I melt this ruthless law first?"
From the warmth of the cold pool medicinal spring, to the blood-stained marriage certificate by the Ruoshui River;
From the sacrifice of white hair that reverses time and space, to the kiss of the eternity that penetrates the chaos.
They carved incantations on each other's sword bones, saw the tombstones buried together in the mirror of reincarnation, and refined the poison of love into a blade that pierced the way of heaven.
When the ninth heavenly calamity breaks the last shackle,
Ling Shuang's sword tassel was entangled in Xing Yao's white hair,
Kissing the weeping Yue Jue while all living beings were kneeling in worship:
"There is no need to ask for eternal life,
I only want you for this moment——
Dare to be the enemy of the Three Realms. "
Concept: The eternal paradox of the ruthlessness of heaven and the love of mortals