In the autumn of Yongchang Year Three, demonic energy shrouded Chang'an. The down-on-her-luck demon hunter Tang Ling blew up half a street before escaping with her life, the Hundred Demons Atlas in her arms burning hot enough to scorch her. The atlas was no weapon of slaughter, but a vessel for the feelings between humans and demons. Sealing a demon meant preserving a forgotten story. When the Imperial Preceptor sought to tear up a three-hundred-year-old pact and merge the two worlds again, Tang Ling ripped apart her ancestral atlas, releasing the sealed memories of countless demons. "I won't break the pact. I'll make every story a cornerstone of a new one!" Blind and seated in a wheelchair, she listened to the sound of spiritual energy flowing, then smiled at the four companions behind her. "This time, let's make some new rules for Chang'an."
