Eternal Memories, Old Friends Look for Me Across the Moon

I am an ordinary girl who grew up in the human world, and no one knows my identity in my past life. He was born to be extremely sensitive to Tarot, Renerman, and Zhouyi numerology, and he seemed to be drawn by fate. Ever since I was a child, I have always been among the best in my grades. I have always suppressed the obsession with metaphysics in my heart, studied peacefully, and lived a stable life. When I entered college, I finally picked up my childhood passion, using metaphysical tools to solve daily puzzles and inquire about trivial matters in life. But strange things have happened frequently since then - it is clear that the question is about the reality of the mortal world, but the cards have been uncontrollably deflected time and time again, automatically pulling out eternal fate, ancient secrets that have been sealed in the past, and no one knows. Every night when I dream, I see broken images of the sky filled with smoke and bloody battles side by side. Ten figures stood back to back, protecting me from the chaos and calamity. Their hot bonds were engraved into my soul, but I have no memory at all. No one knows that I am the star source spiritual core that maintains the balance of yin and yang in the three realms. I am the original treasure that the higher-ups in the sky have coveted for eternity. Thousands of years ago, Tianqiong insisted on seizing my original power, stirring up war in the three realms. Ten close relatives and comrades fought against the odds to protect me and fought bloody battles. After losing the first battle, eight people were subjected to the world's highest confinement technique. Their memories were incomplete and their obsessions remained. They have become familiar with me every year, but they don't know where it came from. Only two people were spared the seal, guarding their complete memories forever, accompanying me through four reincarnations, hiding in the world and silently protecting me as I grew up. In order to save my life, Zhaoshuo devoted all his strength to send me to the mortal world to be reborn, covering up the aura of the star core, and deceiving the sky into thinking that the spiritual core had been annihilated long ago. Until this late night, my soul was suddenly pulled, and I stepped into the Netherworld Hall of Hell. Yan Yuan stood among thousands of ghostly fires and whispered: You are back.