Waiting Three Hundred Years Amid Maple Frost

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Two hundred years ago, chaos engulfed the Eastern Domain. To break through to the Primordial Spirit stage, the Demon Venerable performed a blood sacrifice array that covered the entire region. Not a single living soul was spared.

Yufeng, the Dragon Clan's crown prince, was traveling through the area when he saw a living hell.

So Yufeng, the Dragon Clan's resident layabout, fought the Demon Venerable. Both were wounded, but the blood sacrifice array was broken, giving the people of the Eastern Domain a chance to catch their breath. The Demon Venerable, too, returned to the demon realm to recover.

Who could have guessed that someone in the Dragon Clan would conspire with the Demon Venerable, grievously wounding Yufeng while he was injured and ultimately bringing about his fall?

Time passed, and two hundred years slipped by in the blink of an eye.

When Yufeng awoke again, the first thing he did was look for his spirit sword. What he didn't expect was that someone had "stolen" it while he slept.

Yufeng, thinking to himself: "Where's that huge sword of mine??? Who steals a busted old sword these days?!"

He had planned to search for his lost spirit sword, but then Yufeng discovered that the spiritual power in his body was slowly fading away at an uncontrollable rate. He couldn't even fly through the air anymore.

He could no longer gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his essence was gradually dissipating. His awakening after all those years had merely been a last flicker of life. Once he understood, Yufeng stopped looking for his spirit sword and decided to find somewhere quiet to "wait for death". Unexpectedly, he ended up saving a young girl.