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

Though taking into account that he belonged to the deceased, just clearing a bit of his Spiritual Power node demanded immense effort. His physical structure was greatly different from ordinary Cultivators, making it unavoidably difficult.


For the yin spirits in this area, Shou's presence indeed had some deterrent effect, but it seemed unable to completely disperse them.


Shou, possessing considerable spiritual wisdom, also clearly understood that he could not recklessly act to drive them away, as doing so might disrupt the balance of this realm, possibly stirring up a swarm of such entities in an instant.


With the creaking noise underfoot from stepping on the wooden vines ceasing, his footsteps landed on solid ground, marking his complete departure from the territory of the old Tree Demon.


The view before Baili An darkened abruptly, prompting him to halt and silently gaze at the ancient path ahead.


Chapter 318: This Lady is Also a Matriarch