Prologue: The Demon King's obsession

A dry wind blew, raising the yellow sand on the ground, and the hot sun shone on the ground, steaming up a distorted heat wave. It is a vast expanse of desert and yellow sand, with vast stretches of sand dunes, where there is no water, no clouds, not even direction, only the sound of howling wind, and the sun that never goes out, and there is almost no life to live here.

Except for the white-clad figure.

He kept walking forward in the twisting heat, and he walked for so long that he forgot the time. He didn't know the direction. The series of footprints he left behind were immediately buried by the wind and sand. The white-clad figure was a young man, his face hidden under the hat, and his dry lips were faintly visible, and his lips were black and white.

This is not an ordinary desert, but a realm of no life and no death, a place where gods and demons have no right to interfere.

This is a place that spans life and death, and here it is.... A place of rebirth.

Here, even though this white-clothed young man has the power of a demon king, he has also been sealed to death, and he has become no different from a mortal, and he can only cross this borderless desert with a pair of feet. Occasionally, a strong wind blows, lifting the yellow sand on the ground, which will leak out the white bones buried deep in the yellow sand. It was left behind by those who wanted to survive death and regain life, but they all failed, leaving only dry bones.

The young man did not give up like everyone else, there was something in his life that he could not let go, and his obsession did not allow him to die.

Why is this called the realm of no life and no death, because everything here is not counted as life. Just like the young man, his life is actually dead, and all that exists is his obsession. There is no death here, as long as you cross this desert and see the oasis again, it will be the day when you reach the other side of life, and the life that has been exhausted will regain life again. This is also a real realm of lawlessness, where no one can cast their mana or feel the changes in the sky. Only the powerhouses who have reached the top of the peak have the opportunity to break through the void and come here when their mana is at their peak, and gamble everything to get a chance to be reborn.

"It's been 10,000 years, and I'm sure I'll find you and kill you. The white-clothed young man said in an inaudible voice: "I can see that the sky is full of blood clouds rising that day, and the land is frozen for thousands of miles, and the life-devouring monsters will ravage the earth. And you, the one with the black blood on your body, will die by my sword......"

The young man walked step by step, the wind and sand following behind him, burying his footprints.