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

"How can it be this formidable?" Baili An exclaimed.


Wen Hanwei had a bit of a headache, "It's not a matter of being formidable or not. If you like rabbits, I can buy you ten of them after we get out.


However, to keep such a creature as a pet, not to mention whether it will bite you back, Afu Tu is the target of extermination by the Righteous Immortal Sect. If you bring it into the Mortal World with you, naturally, you'll also be subjected to the ill will of the Hundred Immortal Sects."


Baili An pulled the dangling ears of the rabbit in his arms upright and waved them in front of Wen Hanwei.


"Wen sister, the way you talk, it seems like if I didn't keep it, I wouldn't be targeted and treated with hostility by the Daoist Immortal Sect. Me..." He smiled slightly, "I am a corpse demon, after all."


In the Mortal World, not everyone is as fortunate as Wen Hanwei.


Before entering the valley, Su Jing of the Taixuan Sect, her hostility was sharp and direct.


Chapter 144: City of Darkness