North Liao

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go. 
Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass. 
Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons. 
On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes. 
A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past. 
Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.

Journey to the End of the Night

Lin Yuan's heart suddenly clenched, her feelings a mix of warmth and bitterness. With eyes reddened, she croaked out,


"Don't waste your efforts anymore. Tied up by these chains, I simply can't escape. Even if you break these two, I am merfolk without legs. Bringing me along will only be a burden."


Baili An, with a reverse grip, severed the head of a wolf demon with his sword, and in the motion of withdrawing the blade to conserve strength, took out an Evil Ghost as well.


However, the overwhelming numbers were too many, and amidst the fighting, there were bound to be mishaps.


A corpse demon, that had gained spiritual wisdom, was actually lying in ambush underground.


It burst forth from the earth, biting down hard on one of Baili An's calves and began to frantically suck blood!


Baili An slashed downwards, stirring the corpse demon's heart into pieces from above, instantly draining it of its life force.


Chapter 73: I Fight, You Circle Your Waist