During the process of awakening her younger brother, Empress Bai Hong inadvertently touched fragments of his memories.0

Back then, he truly had been killed by the Tiger King. After burying him with her own hands, Bai Hong departed with the elder. Yet at the moment of his death, Bai Niao's obsession ran so deep that his blood, mixed with those lingering thoughts, seeped into the sword the elder had quietly placed behind him, preserving the final trace of his true spirit.0

Buried together with the sword, his body gradually developed a faint sense of awareness. That remnant of true spirit slowly grew stronger, but his flesh, entombed underground, had already been devoured by insects and snakes. In the end, only his true spirit remained, bound to the sword.0

Bai Hong drew upon more spirit qi, probing deeper into her brother's memories. "So this is what happened."0

Once his true spirit had recovered, it wandered without aim around the grave. Since it was tied to the elder's sword, it could never leave the burial mound.0

Decades later, when the sword's stored spirit qi was finally exhausted, his true spirit began to wane, unable to linger long at the...0