2026-02-23 16:16:12Night in the Neverthaw Mountains was no ordinary night. It was a ravenous beast, howling through the crevices of the rocks with a sound that made bones rattle. Within the small cave concealed behind the frozen waterfall, Lin Feng sat cross-legged upon a flat stone, his eyes closed, his breath slow and regular. Each exhalation left a thin puff of vapor that immediately froze into tiny crystals before falling to the floor.
In the cave corner, Yue Ling was inspecting their r
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Chapter 95 The Last Stand
The battle raged for three days and three nights. On the morning of the first day, hope still burned bright in the hearts of the defenders. Lin Feng stood atop the crumbling eastern wall of the Verdant Vine complex, watching the horizon turn black with the enemy's advance. The Reassemblers had brought everything—mercenaries, corrupted cultivators, and worst of all, thousands of reprogrammed Shadow Guardians marching in perfect, terrifying unison. Their red eyes blinked in the dawn light like a forest of dying stars. "The scouts say there are at least ten thousand," Yue Ling reported, her face streaked with dust and dried blood from a skirmish the night before. "Maybe more. Kong Xuan is holding the main force back. Letting us see them first. Letting us despair." Lin Feng said nothing. His Deconstruction Eye, now permanently active after his transformation at Neverthaw, scanned the enemy lines with clinical precision. He saw the formations,
Chapter 94 Title: The Invasion Begins
War.Not the petty skirmishes between sects that had plagued the borderlands for centuries. Not the silent, shadowy conflicts of assassins and spies. This was invasion in its purest, most terrifying form.Lin Feng stood atop the highest defensive wall of the Verdant Vine complex, his knuckles white as he gripped the cold stone. Below him, stretching as far as the eye could see, was an ocean of enemies. The morning sun, which should have painted the mountains in hues of gold, was instead filtered through a haze of dust and death, casting everything in sickly amber."The Reassemblers," Yue Ling whispered beside him, her voice steady despite the horror before them. "They've been busy."Busy was an understatement. The army below was a nightmare given form. At the front, rank after rank of mercenaries—hardened cultivators with dead eyes and mismatched armour, their loyalty purchased with spirit stones and promises of plunder. Behind them, rows of demon
Chapter 93: The Truth About Verdant Vine
The Ancestral Hall was smaller than Lin Feng had imagined. After months of picturing the inner sanctum of Verdant Vine Sect as something grand and imposing, what he found was a modest chamber carved into the mountainside, lit by a single spirit stone lamp that flickered with ancient fatigue. The walls were lined not with treasures, but with scrolls—thousands of them, stacked in wooden racks that sagged under centuries of accumulated knowledge. Dust motes danced in the pale light like the ghosts of forgotten scribes.Grand Elder sat behind a simple stone table, his aged face illuminated from below, making the wrinkles look like cracks in dried earth. Across from him, an empty chair waited. Waiting for Lin Feng."Sit," the old man said. Not a command, but an invitation. His voice, which had once thundered across the Outer Court during morning assemblies, now sounded like parchment being folded.Lin Feng sat. The chair was cold, unyielding. He kept his hands
Chapter 92 The Grand Elder's Confession
The Ancestral Hall was the smallest chamber in the entire Verdant Vine complex, yet it held more weight than all the grand pavilions and towering spires combined. Lin Feng had expected something... more. Golden altars, burning incense, perhaps the preserved bodies of past elders. Instead, he found a cramped, dusty room with stone walls that sweated moisture from the mountain's core. Shelves lined every surface, crammed with scrolls so old their leather bindings had turned black with age. A single brazier burned in the corner, its blue flame casting dancing shadows that made the room feel larger than it was—or perhaps smaller, depending on how one looked at it. At the centre stood a simple stone table with two chairs. And in one of them sat the Grand Elder. He looked different up close. In the grand ceremonies, he had always appeared as a figure of absolute authority—robes embroidered with golden vines, aura pressing down like a mountain,
Chapter 91 T After the Storm
They emerged from the Crimson Scratch just as the sun crested the eastern mountains.Lin Feng stumbled first, his knees buckling the moment his feet touched clean grass. Chen caught him—barely—nearly falling himself under the combined weight. Behind them, the others crawled out one by one: Xiao Lan, her face streaked with tears and something darker, Yue Ling, supporting a wounded Mycelian scout, and finally Kong Xuan, his once-pristine purple robes now torn and caked with the ash of dead Chaos beings.The sky was wrong. No—it was right. For the first time in months, the sky above the eastern territories wasn't stained crimson. The Fracture Energy that had poisoned this land for so long was... fading. Dissipating like morning mist under the sun's warmth. The air, once thick with the taste of copper and rot, now carried only the clean scent of dew and earth.Lin Feng turned to look back.The Crimson Scratch—that gaping wound in the world that had te
Chapter 90 "The Departure of a Mother"
The crystal sphere shattered. It was not a violent explosion, but a release—a sigh held for ten thousand years, finally let go. The sound was soft, like wind chimes in a distant memory, yet it resonated through every fibre of Lin Feng's being. Blue light, pure and gentle as a summer sky, bloomed from the point of impact and spread outward in concentric waves, washing over the crimson-stained walls of the Scratch like a tide of forgiveness. Lin Feng watched, barely able to keep his eyes open, as the light touched everything. The fleshy, pulsating walls that had throbbed with corrupted energy began to dry, their sickly red hue fading to grey, then crumbling into harmless dust. The Fracture-Hounds that had been circling them, waiting for the moment to strike, froze mid-step. Their multiple red eyes flickered, dimmed, and then... changed. The red faded to a warm, earthy brown. One of them, the largest, blinked slowly, looked at its own paws as if seeing the
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