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When you accidentally swap your place with that monster wearing your likeness -- and you might have called you another iteration of you if you had stayed ignorant of his deeds -- you don't see this other dimension for the twisted Hell it truly is, at first.
It is situated within Hell, of course, since the monster is the Demon Sovereign. But this kind of Hell is a mere place, somewhere you can leave behind and flee if you're determined enough. You should know, you did it.
The palace stuffed with women... this is another kind of Hell. What kind of ridiculous tyrant would bed a different woman every day of the year? What kind of uncaring husband would create such a seething cauldron teeming with envies and rivalries, for what is a harem if not a battlefield inside one's house? It's already so hard for you to be fully synchronized with Shizun, and he's one person...
Shizun.
In this hellish dimension, there's no Shizun.
There's no Shizun because the monster bearing your face killed him.
This is how you understand you fell into the darkest circle of Hell.
You thought you already braved the worst torment ever wrought by uncaring gods when Shizun detonated his golden core in your arms to save your wretched life from your own lack of control over your weakness. You genuinely believed nothing could freeze the blood in your veins or the breath in your lungs as the awful possibility of Shizun departing for somewhere you would never be able to follow.
How wrong you were, but how could have you even conceived the idea of Shizun dying at your hands? A world in which Luo Binghe would even dare to raise a hand against Shen Qingqiu -- for what are you without him? What kind of wretched existence are you without your husband?
You saw it in this dimension and still you can't accept it. This cannot be another Luo Binghe -- not when the monster lacks such a fundamental pillar of your very being. Shen Qingqiu could be the most hateful, ugly being in every realm under the Heavens and beyond and still you would love him. Still you would treasure your heart's holder.
This monster couldn't even do this. He was able to hurt his Shizun -- to murder him, as if he wasn't at the center of your world, as if he wasn't the only reason you managed to claw your way through Hell and rise above the awful want to justify any cultivators sneering at demons, as if merely thinking of his demise wasn't enough to stop your heart...
He did it.
And that's why you know he cannot be another iteration of you. Merely a monster playing at being you.