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

Upon hearing these words, a vein bulged prominently on everyone's forehead.


His blood had not drawn the slaying blade of the massive guardian of the city; instead, it had made him submit!


Clearly, he had sensed the submission from the guardian of the city, which was why he was so fearless.


He had no concern for his life, yet he still killed Ming Yuanji!


Li Beifeng and An Siqi had already reached into the Qiankun Bag with fingers tinged with deep hatred.


Chai Ye, however, stepped forward respectfully and said, "Night has fallen, miss, you should enter the city to rest earlier."


His expression was very calm, and even the raging anger in his eyes had vanished, replaced with a hint of contemplation.


Fang Geyu finally recovered from his shock and kicked Baili An behind the knees, "Who allowed you to take it upon yourself to kill?"


Baili An smiled and said, "Hungry, shall we enter the city earlier?"


Chapter 186: When Can I Get Married