If there was anything in the world that even a Great Divine Ability could not fully unravel, emotion was surely one of them.
It was an unsolved mystery.
In the world of Immortal-Slaying, there were several tales of love and tragedy worthy of song and tears.
A few days later, a beautiful woman with an extraordinary bearing descended Qingyun Mountain.
She gazed at the ruins of Grass Temple Village, deep longing and tenderness in her eyes, and a touch of sorrow on her face.
This was a place she could never forget, for the person who haunted her dreams had once come from here.
Lu Xueqi had trained as a disciple of the Qingyun Sect since before the Righteous-Demonic War. Gifted and intelligent, she was highly regarded.
The person who haunted her dreams was Zhang Xiaofan.
She had first met Zhang Xiaofan at the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament. After they fell into the Deathly Abyss together, they refused to abandon each other, supported each other through danger after danger, and gradually fell in love.
After the first Righteous-Demonic War, Zhang Xiaofan had left Qingyun in anger and taken the name Gui Li. They stood on opposite sides of the divide between righteous and demonic.
When they met again ten years later, everything had changed. Yet the years had not erased their feelings; if anything, time had made them richer.
Each reunion saw them face life and death together, and their love only deepened. But the divide between righteous and demonic forced them to turn their blades on each other.
The embrace they shared beneath the night sky of the Miao Border, forgetting every bond that held them back, was something neither would ever forget.
After the second Righteous-Demonic War came another long separation, with no trace of him to