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

A chilling sensation arose spontaneously, and the woman in white took a deep breath to steady her slightly disordered breath.


Her mind flickered rapidly with all the knowledge of ancient legends about Di Jiang.


In less time than a flash, the sword tip in her hand shot up.


The elongated sword body pointed straight to the sky, as if to pierce the heavens with a brilliant arc.


The bright white sword light shone dazzlingly on the Snow Sword, illuminating the entire Abyss.


The sword light spread like a wildfire, igniting a burst of sword radiance!


Followed by another burst of sword light!


Millions! As if endlessly charging upwards!


Yet it carried not a hint of offensive force, resembling countless sword bones of bamboo, propping up against the huge ice wall above Yin Baishuang's head.


Chapter 88: Instant Kill Di Jiang