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

The sword tip transformed into a fiercely sharp blue radiance, flung from his sleeve, shooting back behind him!


But in the next instant, he lost all sensation of the Autumnwater Sword.


Baili An remained unpanicked, his gaze growing increasingly composed.


In a very short time, Fang Geyu comprehended the power of this female corpse.


She hesitated slightly, because from start to finish, she had never sensed any murderous intent from the female corpse toward either of them.


Since their lives weren't in danger yet, she tightly gripped the sword in her hand, hesitating in this moment because of a secret she had harbored for many years.


It was this brief hesitation that gave the woman in the red garment the opportunity she needed.


She stepped out from the wall, her mouth opening to spit out the Autumnwater Sword.


The blow from Baili An had actually allowed her to swallow the Autumnwater Sword whole.


Chapter 264: Apricot Blossoms in the Night