Snow Is Still Young on the Other Side

The snow in Chuiyunjing has been falling for ninety-nine years. I am the only waking "nightmare" in this prosperous world. They called me a loser prince and laughed at me for being incapable of awakening. Little did I know that deep in my soul, sleeping could break the taboo of reincarnation. When the iceberg melts, the red pupil falls; when the military emperor sheds blood, the ghost realm takes shape... I finally grasped the stick named "Ruyi". They say the legend on the other side is over. I want to prove that the storm is not over yet, but the legend is yet to come.