The wind at the peak of the Eternal Snow Mountain howled ever stronger, carrying sharp ice shards like thousands of blades ready to tear apart anyone who dared set foot there. Lin Feng stood in a low stance, his feet planted deep in the thick snow, while his black-and-white gleaming eyes stared sharply at the Little Ice Dragon before him.The dragon roared, its voice creating vibrations that toppled the ice pillars around them. Without warning, the dragon shot forward with speed incredible for its giant size."Die, you insect!" the dragon roared through soul transmission.BOOM!Lin Feng leaped back just as the dragon's massive claw struck the ground where he had stood. An explosion of snow obscured his vision, but Lin Feng did not stop. He used White Shadow Step to appear beside the dragon's neck."Too slow for a dragon!" Lin Feng shouted as he swung his sword, enveloped in pure white energy.Clang!The sword struck the dragon's crystal scales, but only left a small scratch and a show

The wind roared with a speed capable of tearing ordinary cloth robes, carrying snowflakes that had frozen into sharp ice shards. At the edge of the Northern Cliff of the Eternal Snow Mountain, Lin Feng stood upright, his back to the bottomless abyss shrouded in eternal white mist. Before him, hundreds of disciples from the Alliance of Nine Sects surrounded him like a bloodthirsty sea of people, with nine elite elders as their vanguard."Lin Feng! Look around you!" shouted an elder from the Lightning Sword Sect, his voice clashing with the thunder beginning to sound in the overcast sky. "You are at the Core Formation level 2 realm. Even with your monstrous talent, you cannot get past nine high-level experts and one Law Manifestation expert!"Lin Feng only smiled faintly, a cold smile that did not reach his eyes. His right hand rose, and instantly, the air around him vibrated violently. Dense black, white, and blue energy began to solidify, forming a pure energy sword blade that radiate

Silver dust scattered as Lin Feng stepped past a giant stone gate that had tilted and cracked. Beyond the Sword Tomb, the bottom of the abyss actually concealed a far more magnificent secret. A vast ancient city stretched before him, but its condition was pitiful. Buildings of white marble were now covered in black moss, tall pillars had collapsed, and streets that might have once been bustling were now inhabited only by oppressive silence.Lin Feng gazed at the great palace standing tall at the city's center. Though it had crumbled in some sections, the remnants of its grandeur still radiated an aura pressure that made his hair stand on end."What is this place, Mulan? It feels more like a city of gods than just an underground ruin," Lin Feng whispered while touching a stone wall covered in dragon carvings.Qiao Mulan appeared, her spirit form trembling as she stared at the highest palace peak. Her usually calm eyes were now teary, filled with deep nostalgia and pain."I recognize th

The darkness at the bottom of the Eternal Snow Mountain abyss was no ordinary darkness. It was a darkness with weight, an ancient silence that seemed capable of swallowing sound and time itself. Amidst the ruins of the magnificent yet destroyed Central Palace, Lin Feng sat cross-legged on a cracked black jade altar. On his lap, the Black Disaster sword lay still, yet a thin aura of darkness continuously crept out from its blade, enveloping Lin Feng's body like a cloak of mist.Lin Feng took a deep breath. Each inhale triggered a pulse of energy within his Dantian. His Black-White Core, now reinforced by the essence of the Soul Ice Lotus, spun at a slow yet immensely powerful rhythm."Focus, Lin Feng," Qiao Mulan's voice echoed, not in the air, but directly within Lin Feng's consciousness. "Do not just feel the flow of Qi. Feel how the space around you bends because of the 'Momentary Eternity' formation. You must become part of this distortion if you wish to understand the true essence

The strong wind blew across the arid plains of the Western Border Region, carrying red dust that shrouded the steps of two young men walking toward an old fortress on the eastern horizon. Lin Feng strode with the steadiness of a predator, while Zhang Hao, though his body was still weak, walked with his back straight as the fire of determination reignited in his eyes. Every step they took left a mark on the cracked ground, as if signaling the beginning of a new era to be written in blood and fire."Hao, drink the rest of this medicine essence," Lin Feng said, handing over a small bottle without turning around. His voice was calm, yet carried undeniable authority. "You will need full strength for what we are about to do. We will not just attack; we will raze this place to the ground."Zhang Hao received the bottle, staring at Lin Feng's back which now felt like an unshakable mountain. He remembered their days at the Cloud Sword Sect, when Lin Feng was merely a disciple considered weak b