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.

With a tremendous crash, the ice coffin landed heavily on the Bronze Gate, sending tremors through the entire land and mountains.


Demolished by the impact, Hongying's broken body was thrown askew, the bronze sword slipped from her grip, and together with the Ghost, they tumbled into the Abyss.


The opened fissures continued to spread, tilting the whole land.


Baili An's eyes widened in shock as he stared blankly at the pitch-black ice coffin.


For some reason, the color of blood had completely drained from Fang Geyu's face; though the long wails still echoed in the Abyss, she painfully clutched her ears and pressed her forehead against his back, her beautiful eyes misting up in agony: "Si Chen, let's get out of here quickly."


Chapter 388 - Chapter 375: How Unreasonable