The moment the Infernal Purgatory collapsed, Jiu Youming looked at the thunder piercing his chest and finally understood - he, the warden, had always been the most ridiculous prisoner in the Six Realms. ?
Three hundred years ago, he was the young master of the demon world who was hunted down by the Allied Forces of the Five Realms. His mother forced him into the door of Xuanwei Taoist Master at the cost of his soul. Three hundred years later, he was the warden guarding Purgatory. The secret of the hybrid between immortals and demons was hidden under the bronze mask, until the Pojun Immortal General returned with his father's remnant soul and smashed his world into pieces. ?
"What you are guarding is not purgatory, but your own prison."?
When he was about to die, the moon-white figure came out of blood. Fang Hui's peach wood sword was entwined with Buddhist rhymes, and the golden light on his fingertips could purify all evil spirits, but when it touched his wound, it was as gentle as the piece of osmanthus cake secretly given to him three hundred years ago. ?
"Don't be afraid, Xiao Jiuyou, I will protect you this time."?
The amnesiac young master of the demon world and the reincarnated Taoist priest with benevolent thoughts, from the collapsed purgatory to the marketplace of Qingzhou, they stepped on the bones of the seven murderous criminals, but saw an even crueler truth in the fragments of the mirror of reincarnation -?
Taoist Master Xuanwei's last words contained a conspiracy, and the guardianship of the Blood Hell Demon Master was wrapped up in calculations. Even the half piece of jade pendant around Fang Hui's waist was inextricably bound to the cinnabar mole on his chest. ?
When the seven murderers gathered together the Mirror of Reincarnation and the Heavenly Dao unleashed a world-destroying thunderstorm, Jiu Youming looked at Fang Hui who was standing in front of him and suddenly smiled. ?
"Uncle Junior, they say I am a calamity from the six realms."?
Fang Hui's mahogany sword resisted the pressure of heaven, and he smiled gently but paranoidly: "Then I will rob this day and go against this fate."?
After all, he had been looking for the Mirror of Reincarnation for three hundred years not to reverse life and death, but to tell that little devil who always loved to explode——?
The cinnabar mole at the end of your right eye is my return journey after searching the six realms.
Intention: Break the shackles and break through the cage