I'm Just Passing By...

This world was full of many types of helpless situations to begin with.

Before he had been able to completely eliminate Wind Spirit for good, Zhenyuan had hated "it" to the bone. This energy being was a manifestation of his inner demon; it had the same memories, the same abilities and even the same appearance after it had taken shape.

Wind Spirit was like a mirror which reflected the deepest, darkest parts of Immortal Zhenyuan's heart.

Everyone had a dark side; even those supreme cultivation masters and those righteous men who relied on their swords as they traveled the world had them.

Where there was light, there was darkness.

And there were places where even the light couldn't reach.