Despite Wind and Snow

A light rain freshens all the flowers; a clap of thunder heralds the start of spring.

A clap of thunder awakened us, and a rumbling sound came from the east. Soon after, the rain began to patter.

As spring rain fell, Lin Yan walked alone on the mountain path. His clothes and hair were soaked, so he looked for a place to take shelter from the rain.

After the rain stopped, we set off again.

What is a martial artist?

What is Mental Master?

None of that matters.

He was just an ordinary person walking on this path, tracing the footsteps of his predecessors.

He mostly traveled along mountain paths, places where even monsters were likely snakes or insects; if any were foolish enough to be caught, they would be devoured by the Sha Luo Flower.

With Lin Yan's current abilities, he is ultimately unable to comprehend the bitterness and pain inherent in moving forward.

He felt neither hunger nor fatigue; the wind and rain had not depleted his energy at all, and the rain, frost, and scorching sun were nothing to him.

But that doesn't matter.

He came simply to pay homage to this moving epic that took place in the past, and to personally experience the warmth of this history.

This was an experience he had never had before, being surrounded by nature, without a trace of human presence, far from the hustle and bustle of the world, and forgetting his own identity.

Forget what kind of world this is.

Forget what kind of person I am.

Immortal God, lords of the universe, the Primordial Universe —those things are mysterious and beautiful, destined to be high above, inspiring longing. But at this moment, Lin Yan also put them behind him, only remembering to take firm steps and focus on the path beneath his feet.

Spring breezes arrive suddenly, and the desolate trees sprout new buds. The mountain path is muddy, and every step leaves a deep footprint.

When spring arrives and flowers bloom.

The monsters all seemed to become restless.

They watched the man walking slowly in front of them and let out a low growl, but before they could make any move, a huge blood-red flower appeared silently behind them and then opened its mouth wide.

Lin Yan was unaware, oblivious, and indifferent.

His mind was immersed in contemplation of nature, self-discovery, and listening to history.

What makes humans human, and what enables them to build brilliant civilizations and splendid cultures, is the ability to think.

The sublimation of life begins with the sublimation of thought.

The soul is the foundation of life.

In mid-April, Lin Yan entered Guizhou. This area has many mountains, with overlapping peaks and deep valleys.

He traveled slowly, sometimes stopping at important places.

In summer, the sun becomes intense.

But his Superhuman Cells love sunlight, so he only felt refreshed and pleasant.

They then Shu.

Amidst the rolling hills, abandoned mountain roads meander and twist, with treacherous rivers and streams everywhere, creating a magnificent landscape.

In July, he came to a riverbank where the reddish-brown river water, like a waterfall, plunged straight down from the mountain gorge upstream, crashing against the rocks and splashing up more than ten feet high, with a deafening roar.

On the turbulent river, Lin Yan saw thirteen broken iron chains lying on the riverbank, mixed with grass and leaves, covered in corroded rust, and nothing particularly remarkable about them.

But in Lin Yan's ears, it seemed as if he could hear the gunfire and shouts of battle from the last century, and in front of him, it seemed as if a raging fire was burning on the opposite bank, with a hail of bullets and a dense wall of fire.

There is never any ease on this road.

Gradually, half a year had passed. In his sea of consciousness, a soul planet was in the center, with four Miniature Planet constantly revolving around it.

Those five soul planets were exquisitely beautiful and crystal clear.

His soul was also cleansed of dust, becoming pure and detached from worldly concerns.

Lin Yan remembers every step he has taken, and the land he has measured with his own feet will eventually return to human territory.

The mountains are steep and the valleys are deep and secluded.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes and walking it yourself can you know how arduous the road is and how hard-won the victory is.

That was the final victory, a victory that shines brightly in both past and present lives.

It was a victory achieved through relentless exploration at a time of national crisis.

On this day, Lin Yan stopped and looked into the distance, seeing towering snow-capped mountains that reached into the clouds. This was the most treacherous part of the journey.

The snow-capped mountains along the route are mostly above 4,000 meters in altitude, with thin air, few people, and unpredictable weather.

The clouds, mist, and rain only reach the halfway point of the mountain; further up, there is snow that never melts.

This is not only a struggle against humanity, but also a struggle against fate!

The mountain path was steep. Lin Yan gripped the rocks in the snow and ice. With his physical condition, the snow and ice would not have frostbitten him. However, the coldness spread from his hands to his whole body. The bone-chilling cold felt as if he were immersed in the snow and ice.

A martial artist can endure greater pain, but as long as he does not consciously control it, his physical sensations will be more intense than those of an ordinary person.

Snowflakes were stuck to Lin Yan's hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes.

When he reached the top of the mountain, it was just dawn. The north wind was howling, and snowflakes were falling everywhere. The snow stretched from sky to sky, and the world was a vast expanse of white.

He asked himself, how terrifying must such loneliness and cold, such endless whiteness, be for those who have walked through it?

They walked for 31 days, covering 1,350 kilometers.

Conquer natural barriers and cross natural obstacles with spirit and will.

Mountains and rivers have no eyes, the sun and moon are silent.

But history will not forget this arduous and magnificent journey.

Crossing raging torrents, conquering snow-capped mountains, traversing vast grasslands, and breaking through layers of blockades!

This is a miracle in human history and a magnificent spectacle in world history, letting everyone know that those who carry ideals and beliefs are invincible and cannot be defeated by heaven or man!

A long and arduous journey can forge a will as strong as steel.

The journey is arduous, but it can ignite a burning passion within us.

Braving ice and snow, battling storms, they are just a group of ordinary people, yet they rely on their passion and youthful lives to conquer the ruthless natural barriers!

Preserve the flame of national salvation and pursue the ultimate light.

The mountains dance like silver snakes, and the plains gallop like wax elephants.

It wants to rival the heavens in height!

What lofty ambitions and heroic spirit this is!

Though we may be as insignificant as ants, we should aspire to great heights; though our lives may be as fragile as paper, we should possess an indomitable spirit!

The sun was high in the sky, but the mountain wind was biting cold. Through the penetrating morning mist, the white snow sparkled and shone in the sunlight, so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes.

Lin Yan felt a tremor in his heart. Looking at the snow-capped mountains covered in ice and snow all year round, he exhaled a breath that condensed into white mist.

He stood quietly in the wind and snow.

One day, two days.

January, February.

More than three months have passed slowly, and his body had long been buried by the wind and snow. Suddenly, the ice and snow silently melted away, and Lin Yan's figure reappeared. Beams of light gradually appeared around his body, and in just a moment, his whole body was radiating a hazy light, and his eyes faintly shone with light.

Like gods in mythology and fantasy.

The Light Domain spread out, making everything around it psychedelic and distorted, like shattered mirrors, freezing the sun and moon, and stunning time.

"This, is this the domain?"

At this moment, his Gene Energy, physical strength, spiritual power, consciousness, and even the light energy stored within his body truly combined, triggering a resonance with the Universe Space. He finally broke through his highest realm of "flawless, spotless, and flawless," reaching a higher level and possessing a domain!

Lin Yan's soul clearly sensed this strange energy. This fused white energy could affect the surrounding space and had some control over it.

The cells in the body become more active.

Lin Yan calmed down, he faintly sensed a strange fluctuation, a fluctuation from the Universe Origin!

However, this fluctuation seemed to be veiled by layers of thin gauze, making it difficult to perceive clearly and requiring considerable effort.

He chuckled and said, "To be able to vaguely sense the fluctuations of the Universe Origin Law with just one level of domain is not bad."

This shows that the Superhuman Cells are indeed unique. Under normal circumstances, one would need to be at the eighth or ninth level of the domain to vaguely sense this kind of fluctuation.

And that's not all the changes that have occurred in him.

The Soul Secret Technique he had been unable to fathom, the [Mind Palace], also underwent a subtle change at this moment, and his pupils suddenly felt a sharp pain!

Lin Yan had previously mastered a secret technique called "Golden Eyes" through the Phantom Heart Demon Cat. He didn't use this technique much, and it became even more useless at the Planetary level.

Unlike Apprentice Level, Planetary level undergo a transformation of consciousness, making this secret technique less effective. It is less effective against those stronger than themselves, far inferior to their swords and throwing knives.

Especially on Earth, only Hong and Thunder God are stronger than him, and compared to their mental states, his illusions are like water cannons spraying them.

Just playing around!

However, under the changes in the Mind Palace at this moment, it actually combined with the Golden Eyes, greatly enhancing its ability to create illusions.

Although it's still a large water gun for Hong and Thunder God, it's much better than before.

Lin Yan's eyes turned golden.

The scene before them immediately changed.

A fierce wind howled and heavy snow fell. The snow-covered mountain was steep and treacherous, and the road was rugged. A long line of people braved the wind and snow to move forward. Their equipment was poor, and the cold wind cut like knives on their rough, charcoal-like skin.

What?

Lin Yan opened his eyes wide, his heart filled with shock. He tried hard to see their faces clearly, but they were indistinct in the wind and snow.

After months of marching, food was scarce, and people were exhausted. Some of them died forever in the embrace of the snow-capped mountains.

The group suddenly slowed down, and many people gathered together, seemingly doing something.

An old soldier, frozen stiff, sat motionless against a bare tree trunk, like a statue.

He was covered in snow, making his face unrecognizable. Half a cigarette, rolled with paper, was still between his right middle and index fingers, the smoke extinguished by the wind and snow.

Lin Yan immediately ran over and reached out to touch it, but Jueyi phantom.

"This is..."

This was the Mind Palace that stirred his inner fantasies, and then, through the Golden Eyes, presented all of this to him!

Because he was the master of the illusion, his perception was not completely confused.

The gold in Lin Yan's eyes gradually faded, and the scene from just now completely disappeared.

He hesitated for a moment, then his Golden Eyes lit up, and the scene from before reappeared. The soldiers were wearing only thin clothes and straw sandals. Lin Yan felt a great sense of emotion, and then he looked up at the sky.

The wind and snow got even stronger!

Thank you to Yu Lejuan for the 1500-point donation and to Zhu Niliguang for the 100-point donation.