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.

Baili An was momentarily baffled, staring blankly at the handsome young man in date-colored clothes seated above.


How did she manage to sneak into Fang Geyu's marriage competition team?


The young master Situ Ye from the Nanyin Sea saw Baili An looking blankly at that date-colored young man, his gaze tinged with mocking arrogance.


"It's said that the Vermilion Bird God of Red Water Divine Continent has always been unparalleled in arrogance, yet today he's speaking for a mere mortal, which is quite surprising.


However, since the Vermilion Bird God speaks for you, this master is too lazy to hold you accountable for being late. After taking your seat, punish yourself with three glasses of wine as an apology."


Baili An's gaze shifted slightly, a realization dawned upon him, and he looked at Yin Baishuang with a helpless expression.


Chapter 1561 - Chapter 962: Clash of the Immortals