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Intro. In a world torn between chaos and magic, where immortals warred with demons, there lay a mysterious and ancient forest at the edge of all realms — Yan'gui Forest, the Forest Where Swallows Return. Legends speak of a fallen Demon Lord whose soul was shattered here, staining the roots of every tree with lingering hatred. No light dares to pierce its mist. And yet, from the depths of this cursed woodland, a figure emerges. Clad in black, his long dark hair tied high, face marked with eerie white patterns that glint like silver fireflies — he is Helian Shuo, last of the Helian Clan. A hundred years ago, the Helian were one of the most powerful spell-crafting clans under the heavens. But when accused of consorting with spirits of decay, they were labeled traitors, hunted, and massacred. All but one perished. Now, that lone survivor returns — not as a man of vengeance, but as a walking scheme. His eyes hold both the chill of snow and the crimson of old blood. In his hands: black scrolls

Helian Shuo

@Ciel