A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

The afterglow of the setting sun.

Originally a land of yellow sand, this place is completely different. Water and grass are gradually becoming abundant, making it a rich land in the Northern Wilderness. The climate is relatively mild, and the products are plentiful.

The town is called Dunhuang City.

Sitting atop the city wall was a handsome man with a gloomy expression between his brows.

"Young Master, it's getting chilly. Why don't you go back and warm up some wine?"

Sweet Potato, dressed in red, asked softly.

The man touched the knife lying beside him: "I know, when do you think I'll get my revenge?"

One sentence left Sweet Potato speechless, unsure how to respond to the young master who had fallen from the mountaintop.

"Your Highness, the Northern Barbarians are now stirring up trouble and are preparing to march south. Although the new king of Northern Liang is Chen Zhibao, you are the rightful king of Northern Liang, appointed by Emperor Liyang."

With your second sister guarding the Northern Liang Royal Palace, no one can take it from you. One day, when you raise your voice, many will surely follow you.

Sweet Potato knew that this white-robed prince had experienced many life-and-death situations these days. If it were anyone else, they would probably have given up on themselves long ago.

Xu Fengnian turned around and grabbed Hongshu's hand: "Hongshu, don't worry, I know what to do."

These days, if it weren't for the woman by his side helping him, Xu Fengnian really doesn't know what he would have done.

Just as the two were about to go downstairs.

From the southwest, a black rainbow-like light shot straight toward Dunhuang City.

bass!

Xu Fengnian suddenly drew his long sword from his waist, stood in front of Hongshu, gripped the sword in his right hand, and stared intently at the black rainbow.

"Be careful."

Xu Fengnian's true energy circulated rapidly throughout his body.

Upon closer inspection of the red light, they discovered it was a Taoist priest in a green robe, possessing the qualities of a deity.

"Who are you?"

Xu Fengnian remained vigilant and asked a question.

The Taoist stroked his beard, a smile appearing on his face. Looking at the "date" character pattern between Xu Fengnian's eyebrows, he confirmed that this person must be Xu Fengnian.

"Xu Fengnian, you don't need to be nervous. I've come here today to do business with you."

The speaker was none other than Zhao Huangchao, whose physical body had been destroyed by Sui Xiegu's sword.

"Buy or sell!"

Xu Fengnian still held the long sword in his hand. There are too many masters in this world. Someone like him who can stand in the air and is like an immortal must be a reclusive old monster.

"That's right. What you see now is just my primordial spirit. I have cultivated for two hundred years, but my physical body has been destroyed by someone. That person is Ye Yun."

When Zhao Huangchao said his last sentence, his face clearly showed anger, but he did not reveal his true identity.

He had schemed throughout the Spring and Autumn Period and the martial arts world, but in the end, he was outmaneuvered by a newly emerged martial artist.

Upon hearing that this person's physical body had been destroyed by Ye Yun, Xu Fengnian's wariness lessened considerably: "Senior, what is your intention?"

"I've lived long enough, Xu Fengnian. You obtained Wang Chonglou's sixty-year-old Great Yellow Court internal energy, but you haven't fully integrated it or opened up all the acupoints in your body. I can help you with that."

Zhao Huangchao's voice wasn't loud, but Xu Fengnian heard it clearly.

"Young Master!"

Sweet Potato was a little worried, fearing that Xu Fengnian might abandon his vigilance in pursuit of power.

"Don't worry!" Xu Fengnian patted Hongshu's hand, then continued to ask Zhao Huangchao, "Senior, what are your conditions?"

"With the last of my primordial spirit's power, I will help you refine the Great Yellow Court internal energy within your body and open all the acupoints in your body, allowing you to ascend to the heavens in one step. The condition is that you kill Ye Yun and the Sword-Eating Ancestor Sui Xiegu. I wonder if you are willing?"

Zhao Huangchao was seriously injured by Wang Xianzhi decades ago, which caused his cultivation to never recover and he could only confine himself to a self-imposed prison.

This time, his physical body was broken by Sui Xiegu again, and Ye Yun's sword energy injured his primordial spirit when he escaped.

Even if a physical body is destroyed, a typical Earth Immortal's primordial spirit can still survive for several years. However, Ye Yun's sword energy was too strong, causing him to escape only to find that his primordial spirit had been torn apart by the sword energy, making it extremely difficult to repair.

Zhao Huangchao finally decided that rather than slowly disappearing from the world, he would rather make a wedding dress for someone to help him take revenge.

So who hates Ye Yun the most, and who can protect the stability of the Li Yang royal family?

Then there is only one person to choose from.

Then there was only Xu Fengnian.

"Senior, Ye Yun killed my father and brothers. You don't need to mention it. I, Xu Fengnian, will definitely kill my enemies myself in my lifetime."

Xu Fengnian's voice was filled with grief and indignation. How could he not want revenge? But now, neither the timing nor his own strength was sufficient to support his revenge.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"Xu Fengnian, since that's the case, I hope you succeed in your revenge. Open your mind, and I will use my last bit of strength to lend you a hand."

Zhao Huangchao received a satisfactory answer.

This is the Xu Fengnian he wanted to see.

His gaze drifted toward the direction of the Li Yang royal family, a hint of relief appearing on his lips. For the sake of the Li Yang Zhao family, he had a clear conscience.

Even on his deathbed, he was still thinking of the Zhao family of Liyang.

Xu Fengnian knelt on one knee: "Thank you for your help, senior."

At this moment, Xu Fengnian's heart was filled with hatred and the heavy burden of Beiliang. He needed enough power, and he didn't need to think too much about how to obtain it.

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Huangchao laughed loudly, and the black rainbow suddenly flew towards Xu Fengnian's brow.

"Xu Fengnian, all my life's insights are contained within this, and I also possess Taoist secret techniques. With your Great Yellow Court internal strength as the foundation, it combines the strengths of both schools. If you can fully digest and comprehend it, it is not impossible to ascend to the heavens in one step."

After years of cultivation, Zhao Huangchao imparted all his knowledge and learning to Xu Fengnian.

"what!"

On the city wall of Dunhuang, a dazzling rainbow of light shot out from the "date" character pattern between Xu Fengnian's eyebrows and into the sky.

This scene alarmed all the masters in the world.

Preach!

"Senior brother, it seems you've succeeded in choosing the right person."

A middle-aged Taoist priest on the Great Lotus Peak of Wudang Mountain, carrying an ancient sword, bowed to the rainbow light.

Standing atop the city wall of Emperor Wu was an elderly man, tall and dressed in white robes, with a full head of white hair.

"Xu Fengnian! It was you."

"Unfortunately, our paths are destined to clash. I await your arrival."

Western Chu, Chu Prefecture.

Looking at the sword case in her hand, the Princess of Western Chu asked, "Master, is this his aura?"

The disheveled, one-armed old man beside her said, "Girl, it's better not to see her."

Li Chungang knew that if his disciple truly fell in love with Xu Fengnian, the ultimate result would be that he would become Ye Yun's enemy.

Only one of these two can survive.

At this moment, Cao Changqing, who was in the distance, had extremely complicated feelings. The princess of Western Chu was attached to the new king of Northern Liang. How could this be allowed?

"Xu Fengnian must die, otherwise how can Western Chu be restored?"

This was Cao Changqing's only thought.

Deep in Longhu Mountain.

The child-like Zhao Xuansu gave a bitter smile: "Zhao Huangchao, you didn't win the bet with me. I never thought you'd still have such schemes even after you're dead."

"I am not as good as you."

Who would have thought that the fortune of Longhu Mountain would be connected with the fortune of Beiliang?

All of this is because of one person.

It completely changed the entire world's fortunes.