Crossing the River of Delusion

I was the partner of the cultivation world's greatest Sword Venerable. To help him fulfill his swordsmanship ambitions, I crippled my own spiritual meridians and became a mortal.

That is, until his beloved returned from surviving her tribulation and shattered my protective mirror with a single stroke of her sword.

He said, “A Lan has lost all her cultivation. She should give her place to someone who needs it more.”

But his beloved only sneered at me. “You think he really loves you? He only wants the immortal meridian inside you.”

As everyone watched, I fell into the Abyss of Certain Death. Covered in blood, I laughed wildly.

“Then do you know what’s sealed inside me? Half the heart of an ancient Demon God.”

Ten thousand demons trembled, and a hundred ghosts roamed the night. I returned, stepping over mountains of corpses and seas of blood, only to discover that the other woman was my long-lost younger sister...