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On the road to the underworld, the flowers on the other side are as red as blood. The guide passed through the soul peacefully for thousands of years, with his heart as cold as ice, until he met Haotian, who could not even wipe away Meng Po Tang. He came from the bloody battlefield of gods and demons, pointed his sword at Yama for her, and dyed the River of Forgetfulness red with the blood of ancient gods. When the war between gods and demons resumed and the three realms collapsed, she finally remembered that she was his wife who had been lost for thousands of years. But fate was ruthless, and in the yellow sand that filled the sky, she lost her soul in his arms. The flowers on the other side are as red as blood, and the mandala is as blooming as tears. This time, she left him alone to guard the underworld forever. An infatuated love that spans eternity, an obsession that defies fate and changes fate, has finally become the most painful legend on the banks of the Wangchuan River.