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

This dream was so vivid, as if in that moment of light sleep, his soul truly fell into some extraordinary summoning.


Baili An looked down at the bright red mark on his wrist.


It was not the ancient and vicarious voice from the dream that woke him, but the sudden scorching heat of the mark on his wrist, like a branding iron creating an intense pain that jolted him awake.


The Ghost Marriage Seal flickered continuously, its color becoming even more vibrant and red as if it were weeping blood.


Baili An's brows furrowed deeply, his palm covering the Ghost Marriage Seal; a burning sensation continuously emanated from the mark to his palm.


Having not yet entered the Inner City, his situation now seemed to be becoming increasingly complicated.


Why was he summoned by that consciousness?


Fang Geyu, also bearing the Ghost Marriage Seal, would he also experience the same thing tonight.


Chapter 253: The Graceful Gentleman Named Baili