"I only wanted to be a good person. I worked so hard... to be human."
Within East Brilliance Pavilion, the young Earl of Shuofang stood with his crown shattered and his hair unbound. The gaze he cast from beneath them was like moonlight filtering through gaps in the trees. "Why won't any of you give me a chance?"
With a touch of Jiang Shu's Vermilion Brush, Bao Xuanjing's twenty-two years of striving in human form were wiped away—just when he had completely become human, when he had staked everything on the Human Race.
He stood within East Brilliance Pavilion, his face strikingly like Bao Yi's in his youth, yet far gentler than that "Bao, the Swift Cavalry General." Cast coldly before the throne, there was a spot of dark red between his brows.
From there, bloody cracks spread, making him resemble a piece of fine jade shattered by a fall. Miserably broken, pitiful to behold.
The divine image he had summoned from the heavens had already been destroyed. His essential divine body remained beneath the sacred will, receiving the punishment of Great Qi's national law.
He had defeated the most terrifying world-will among all heavens and myriad realms, incarnating into The Present World as a human; he had escaped the blade-like devouring of Heaven's will within [Holding Ksitigarbha]; he had resolved Heaven's will's targeting of pure humans; on River Viewing Terrace, he had become a hider greater than Yan Chunhui... All the way to this day, he had dispelled calamities and transformed tribulations. He had originally been without flaw or leak, with the great path broad and level before him.
Yet at this moment, he still had to experience what it meant for "the sage's heart to be Heaven's heart."
After all his twists and turns, it seemed he had