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Light in the Abyss
Xianxia Fantasy深渊逢灯
Murong Qianyu
On a snowstorm night, Zhao Sui, who traveled through time, breathed his last in the Demon Abyss. Before her consciousness dissipated, Xuan Tie's wrist-covered hand picked up her collar - They are both sacrifices, why are you crying? In the original work, the demon king named Yan Jin was born with a blood curse and a prophecy of eight characters: "Everything you love will turn into ashes; everything you protect will never return." When he died fighting for the white moonlight in the fairy world, even his soul was broken into pieces. --This remnant soul of hers is the only fire that burns out the curse. "Raise me, and I will kill the gods and change your fate for you." The child uttered arrogant words, but Yan Jin split the natal soul lamp in half: Half of the lamp was nailed between her eyebrows, and half of it was hung on the dome of the devil's palace. From then on, everyone in the six realms knew that the new young master of the Demon Realm was a mortal, but they didn't know that-- Every time she used her spiritual power, the soul lamp between her eyebrows cracked an inch. Immortal sect encircled and suppressed, Heavenly Dao strangled, and the original heroine lured him to death step by step... Zhao Sui stepped on the hourglass where his longevity had been burned out, and frantically tampered with the established destiny line: The bones are cut out in the soul-burial sea to replace the calamity, and the Nine Nether Formation is painted with blood against the pattern! Until that day, Su Wei stood in the soul-eating formation and smiled softly: "Between the common people and you, I choose the common people." The curse lines on Xianjin's wrists skyrocketed, and he was once again heading towards his destined end... "Open your eyes!" The girl screamed and smashed the blood lamp between her eyebrows, letting the golden flame engulf her bones and muscles: "Dad, I want your embers to rekindle and become a thousand-year-old Akira!" Above the abyss, the hand that tore open the curtain of heaven finally learned to hold on to the tiny warmth And deep in the broken soul lamp, a pair of eyes belonging to his father reflected the dawn for the first time
On a snowstorm night, Zhao Sui, who traveled through time, breathed his last in the Demon Abyss. Before her consciousness dissipated, Xuan Tie's wrist-covered hand picked up her collar - They are both sacrifices, why are you crying? In the original work, the demon king named Yan Jin was born with a blood curse and a prophecy of eight characters: "Everything you love will turn into ashes; everything you protect will never return." When he died fighting for the white moonlight in the fairy world, even his soul was broken into pieces. --This remnant soul of hers is the only fire that burns out the curse. "Raise me, and I will kill the gods and change your fate for you." The child uttered arrogant words, but Yan Jin split the natal soul lamp in half: Half of the lamp was nailed between her eyebrows, and half of it was hung on the dome of the devil's palace. From then on, everyone in the six realms knew that the new young master of the Demon Realm was a mortal, but they didn't know that-- Every time she used her spiritual power, the soul lamp between her eyebrows cracked an inch. Immortal sect encircled and suppressed, Heavenly Dao strangled, and the original heroine lured him to death step by step... Zhao Sui stepped on the hourglass where his longevity had been burned out, and frantically tampered with the established destiny line: The bones are cut out in the soul-burial sea to replace the calamity, and the Nine Nether Formation is painted with blood against the pattern! Until that day, Su Wei stood in the soul-eating formation and smiled softly: "Between the common people and you, I choose the common people." The curse lines on Xianjin's wrists skyrocketed, and he was once again heading towards his destined end... "Open your eyes!" The girl screamed and smashed the blood lamp between her eyebrows, letting the golden flame engulf her bones and muscles: "Dad, I want your embers to rekindle and become a thousand-year-old Akira!" Above the abyss, the hand that tore open the curtain of heaven finally learned to hold on to the tiny warmth And deep in the broken soul lamp, a pair of eyes belonging to his father reflected the dawn for the first time