Chapter 1

In the vast land of Azure Sky Continent, amidst the Wind and Snow Region!

The sky and earth were bleak, with fierce winds and heavy snow howling, turning the three thousand miles of land and sky into a white expanse, making the void particularly cold and desolate.

In the midst of the wind and snow, a young man stood solemnly, draped in a pitch-black cloak, his white hair flying in the wind, like a straight spear standing tall under the sky.

Listening to the ethereal music in the void, his face, sharp like a blade, bore a沧桑that did not match his age. He gazed at the howling snow and wind, recalling the倾世绝色figure in his memory, a smile of reminiscence appeared on his face, and he whispered softly:

"Qingcheng, I have come!"

The music gradually grew louder, then shook the sky!

A fiery vermilion bird flew through the void, its body burning with flames that cleared the snow and wind, creating a red carpet of flames in the air.

Lin Huang turned his head...

He saw a procession draped in red and gold slowly approaching through the snow and wind. The procession stretched for a hundred miles, with a green dragon on one side and a white tiger leading the way, and thousands of warriors standing guard.

The grandeur of the procession was shocking and awe-inspiring!

"Who dares to block the bridal procession of the Eastern Sky Divine Sect!"

With the roar of the white tiger, a stern rebuke echoed from the procession. The Eastern Sky Divine Sect had dominated the continent for thousands of years, controlling the world's affairs. They had never been blocked by anyone, let alone anyone daring to cause trouble for the Eastern Sky Divine Sect.

Moreover, today was the great day of the sect's young master, Liu Cangsheng.

As the snow and wind cleared, everyone saw the young man's figure. His wide white robe fluttered, and the black cloak was torn violently by the wind, like a battle flag.

His head of frosty white hair flew in the wind.

At his waist hung a black blade, the Instant Blade.

"My name is Lin Huang!"

The young man's calm voice echoed in the void, causing the people of the Eastern Sky Divine Sect to frown instantly.

In today's continent, there were four young martial saints who were at the peak of their power. One was the young master of the Eastern Sky Divine Sect, Liu Cangsheng, and the other was the young man before them.

Nan Cangsheng!

Beilin Huang!

These were the two people being referred to.

The difference was that Liu Cangsheng was born into the divine sect, with extraordinary talent, possessing the martial soul of the Nine Heavens Sword River, and had countless heavenly treasures for cultivation, as well as guidance from powerful elders. His rapid advancement in cultivation and his formidable strength were truly astonishing.

In comparison, Lin Huang was just a common dog.

With ordinary talent and only a middle-grade yellow martial soul, and no background, he could not be compared to Liu Cangsheng in any way.

However, this common dog, in ten years, with the Instant Blade in his hand, fought his way through to a realm that rivaled Liu Cangsheng's name.

In the middle of the procession, in the carriage pulled by a pair of phoenixes, the woman heard the name "Lin Huang" and her graceful figure trembled. Under the crimson veil, her melancholic face bloomed with a smile, like a sudden blooming of a hibiscus flower.

Then, she was filled with worry, biting her red lips, her expression complex.

With a bang, the carriage exploded!

The woman lightly touched the ground, floating above the crowd. Her red wedding dress fluttered in the snow and wind, and her long black hair fell, accentuating her graceful and beautiful figure.

She gazed from afar at the figure standing like a spear in the snow and wind. Her delicate body trembled slightly...

Ten years of longing.

The joy of reunion.

An uncertain future.

...

For a moment, various emotions intertwined, causing tears to silently slide down her snow-white cheeks.

In the vast and bleak sky and earth, the woman in red stood out, while the young man with white hair looked melancholic, separated by the snow and wind, gazing at each other from afar!

Ten years of separation.

Moving like the stars Altair and Vega.

Today, they gaze at each other.

But the young man is nowhere to be seen!

The current Beilin Huang was no longer the naive youth, where was the charm of his youth?

At just thirty years old, his face bore the marks of time.

In a snap, ten years had turned his black hair white.

Lin Huang also gazed at the red-clad woman in the void. Her face was still as beautiful as ever, like a hibiscus flower blooming in the ice and snow, stunningly beautiful.

"Qingcheng, I have come to take you home!"

Lin Huang looked at Jun Qingcheng, a smile he had forgotten for ten years appeared on his face.

The bridal procession was instantly in turmoil, and the people looked at Lin Huang with disbelief, their expressions filled with ridicule, as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.

For so many years, no one had dared to oppose the Eastern Sky Divine Sect!

Even if this person was Beilin Huang, it was no exception!

"An ant trying to shake a tree!"

"A frog at the bottom of a well, not knowing the vastness of the sky!"

...

Before Lin Huang could approach, a figure flew out from the procession, dressed in a red wedding dress, blocking between Lin Huang and Jun Qingcheng, with a grim face.

"Lin Huang, you have finally appeared!"

Liu Cangsheng looked down at Lin Huang, speaking from a high vantage point.

"Thanks to your efforts, you sent people to chase and kill me 172 times in ten years. It was through your life-and-death trials that I was able to step by step improve my realm and eventually become your equal!"

Lin Huang smiled, his calm face hiding boundless killing intent. The hatred between him and Liu Cangsheng was irreconcilable!

"Nan Cangsheng, Beilin Huang, doesn't it sound very grating!"

"What are you, to be my equal, and to even dare to be with Qingcheng, don't you know what kind of ant you are, crawling in the mud!"

Liu Cangsheng sneered, his fingers clenched white.

He, Liu Cangsheng, was the pride of the Azure Sky Continent, with a prestigious background and martial talent. How could Lin Huang, who was not even worthy to tie his shoes, make Jun Qingcheng think of him constantly?

"If I had half your talent, what would you be? For ten years, you have tried to get the Buddha's relic and Qingcheng, but what have you achieved?"

Lin Huang looked at Liu Cangsheng calmly.

"Since you know, why don't you surrender, hand over the Buddha's relic, and I will let you die with dignity."

Liu Cangsheng laughed confidently. For the legendary holy relic, the Buddha's relic, he had spent ten years of effort and had not obtained it, but he never expected this boy to be a true lover.

He actually came to the trap for Jun Qingcheng.

Lin Huang smiled brightly. He had struggled for ten years to be with Jun Qingcheng. If he did not appear today, what would be the meaning of his ten years of effort?

His figure moved, and Lin Huang approached Jun Qingcheng.

"Qingcheng, go back!"

Liu Cangsheng turned to Jun Qingcheng, ordering her.

Jun Qingcheng raised her snow-white face, looking at the grim Liu Cangsheng, her cold face showing disgust, "If I did not agree to marry you, how would this person have appeared so obediently?"

Saying this, Jun Qingcheng took a light step, moving towards Lin Huang.

"Chicken, if you hadn't heard that I was getting married, would you have kept hiding from me?" Jun Qingcheng looked at Lin Huang, her beautiful face filled with deep resentment.

Lin Huang smiled sadly, pulling Jun Qingcheng into his arms, stroking her smooth black hair, his hoarse voice filled with bitterness, "Even if I hide at the ends of the earth, how could I escape your grasp... I only regret that my talent is ordinary, and after ten years of effort, I have not yet reached the saint realm, and I have not met your father's requirements."

Jun Qingcheng looked up, seeing the weathered face and snow-white hair of the man, her heart ached as if cut by a knife.

For ten years, what had this man gone through to be with her...

Liu Cangsheng's 172 chases?

Ten years of white hair?

It was probably much more than that!

"I hate you to death!"

Jun Qingcheng hit Lin Huang's chest, leaving a row of teeth marks on his shoulder, tears already streaming down her snow-white cheeks...

"Looking for death!"

Liu Cangsheng's eyes burned with rage, unable to be contained. With a flip of his hand, a completely blue long sword pierced the sky, emitting boundless fierce sword qi.

Before his words were even finished, Liu Cangsheng had already charged at Lin Huang with his sword...

At this moment, the sky was filled with sword qi!

"Let me kill him first!"

Lin Huang smiled at Jun Qingcheng, and the Instant Blade at his waist was already out of its sheath.

The snow and wind in the sky suddenly became fierce, and two figures collided in the void. The sword qi flowed like a river, and the blade force was heavy like a mountain, colliding and intertwining in the snow and wind.

"You, a common dog, why do you dare to challenge me!"

In the battle, Liu Cangsheng sneered, his body surrounded by tens of thousands of fierce blue sword qi, layer upon layer, covering the vast void, then pressing down on Lin Huang like a deluge.

"Really think that being my equal means you can match me? You ignorant thing!"

Liu Cangsheng pressed forward, completely taking the upper hand.

"Why do I dare to challenge you?"

Looking at the high and mighty Liu Cangsheng, Lin Huang's aura gradually surged, tens of thousands of fierce blade qi appeared in the air, and a suppressed hatred suddenly revived.

"Let me show you what I rely on!"

Lin Huang laughed sadly, his white hair flying wildly in the snow and wind, the Instant Blade in his hand emitting a howling sound, a shocking killing intent sweeping through...

"I rely on my demon blade, the Instant Blade!"

"I rely on your 172 chases!"

"I rely on my ten years of white hair!"

With each word, Lin Huang's aura surged, and more and more blade qi appeared in the sky, forming a ten-thousand-foot blade mountain under Lin Huang's power.

And Liu Cangsheng, pressed under the blade mountain, spitting blood.

"Ridiculous!"

Under the blade mountain, Liu Cangsheng's eyes filled with boundless killing intent, his aura rolling like thunder, "A mere blade mountain, can it subdue me? Fool!"

As he spoke, the blue long sword emitted a howling sound, condensing tens of thousands of sword qi in the void, forming a hundred-mile-long sword river, the boundless sword qi instantly tearing through the vast void, terrifying and invincible!

Martial soul — Nine Heavens Sword River!

With a long howl from Liu Cangsheng, the sword river surged upward, violently piercing through the ten-thousand-foot blade mountain above.

Bang!

A loud explosion in the void, accompanied by a dense cloud of dust spreading like a tidal wave, the blade mountain above Liu Cangsheng's head suddenly exploded.

Before Lin Huang could react, Liu Cangsheng floated in the void, looking down at Lin Huang from a high vantage point. Behind him, the sword river flowed, quickly forming a sword river waterfall hanging above Lin Huang's head.

"Today, let my ten thousand swords bury you completely!"

Liu Cangsheng laughed, waving his sleeve, the sword river waterfall above Lin Huang's head, like a dam breaking, crazily flooding Lin Huang.

Liu Cangsheng stood at the top of the sword river, showing a victorious smile, enjoying the impending victory.

After today, there will be no more Beilin Huang in the world!

Seeing the sword river waterfall above his head, Lin Huang's eyes narrowed, abnormally sheathing the Instant Blade. He closed his eyes, his face calm, like a monk in meditation.

"I am... Beilin Huang!"

At the moment the sword river flooded Lin Huang, he suddenly opened his eyes, the Instant Blade at his waist suddenly emitting a blood-red light.

Then, everyone saw Lin Huang holding the blade with both hands, charging into the sword river, moving upstream!

Like a diving dragon, now proudly ascending, moving through the sword river at lightning speed, swinging the blade with all his might...

The God-Killing Blade Slash!

In the void, a light of world-ending brilliance flashed, followed by a sudden silence!

...

"You..."

Liu Cangsheng looked at Lin Huang with disbelief.

He opened his mouth, but could not say another word, then his head fell into the void, blood spurting from his neck, staining Lin Huang's white hair.

The sudden scene shocked the thousands of people in the void, their faces filled with fear. They never expected Lin Huang to instantly kill Liu Cangsheng, leaving them unable to rescue him.

At this moment, they dared not imagine the fury of the sect's leader. Only by cutting Lin Huang into pieces could they possibly avoid being buried with him.

"Go!"

The next moment, Lin Huang pulled Jun Qingcheng and fled.

But how could they escape...

Thousands of supreme martial artists stood under the sky, with supreme demonic beasts on guard, like countless deities illuminating the heavens, making the two like birds in a cage, only to be killed step by step.

"Qingcheng, do you blame me?"

Lin Huang stroked the woman's face, speaking gently, "I struggled for ten years, still unable to reach the saint realm, and never dared to see you. Now I have the courage to come, but I have to let you accompany me to die in this snow mountain."

"You bastard!"

Jun Qingcheng bit her lips, crying and laughing, leaning on Lin Huang's shoulder, speaking softly, "In this life, I am yours. If I live, I will accompany you to enjoy the world's splendor. If I die, I will follow you to fight the eight directions."

As they spoke, the thousands of martial artists were already charging madly, their terrifying aura crushing the void, leaving the two with no place to run.

In the snow and wind, Lin Huang held Jun Qingcheng's hand, looking at the thousands of martial artists eyeing them, secretly burning his life, preparing for a final strike...

This strike, he had a one percent chance to let Jun Qingcheng escape.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the snow mountain shook, and a terrifying force suddenly appeared in the sky, as if swallowing everything.

In front of Lin Huang, countless great path runes condensed, forming a deep and terrifying wormhole, the force emanating from it making the martial artists present shudder.

"This is... the Gate of Time!"

The thousands of martial artists exclaimed, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Qingcheng!"

Lin Huang turned to Jun Qingcheng, his eyes bloodshot. He saw her holding a sword in one hand and supporting the entire Gate of Time, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Martial soul — Time of a Thousand Autumns!

Lin Huang suddenly remembered Jun Qingcheng's martial soul.

"Huang, I don't believe in the next life, only in this one. Don't forget Qingcheng, and come find me. If I forget you, remember to chase me!"

Jun Qingcheng smiled brightly, her face filled with happiness. Then her aura suddenly changed, making the Gate of Time emit a terrifying devouring force. Time runes condensed into thousands of iron chains, binding Lin Huang and forcefully dragging him in.

"Qingcheng..."

Lin Huang roared, feeling more helpless than ever in his ten years of struggle. His body was gradually sucked into the Gate of Time, but he could only watch Jun Qingcheng, holding a sword, her snow-white figure resolute and tragic.

Alone, in the midst of the snow and wind, facing thousands of martial artists...