The Sky Snowed

The capital city in December was extremely cold, but this day was exceptionally lively. Because under the anticipation of many people, the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament finally began.

Early in the morning, He Heng went out. Heavy snow was falling, the ground was covered in white, freezing the entire world. All things were desolate and deathly still.

"The world in the dead of winter is truly silent!" He Heng looked up, his clear eyes scanning the world. Amidst the fluttering snow, a sense of grimness filled the air.

He suddenly smiled and, facing the falling snow, strode towards the center of the city.

At the same moment, in a quiet courtyard somewhere, a long-browed youth also ended his fasting and abstinence. He suddenly opened the door, his deep eyes looking out at the world, arms spread wide as if to embrace the entire heaven and earth.

"It's time."

He took a step and landed in the snow. The swirling snow completely concealed his body, and he disappeared into the snow without a sound, as if he had merged with heaven and earth.

As if by coincidence, or perhaps by some unseen connection, Wang Chao, Yan Yuanyi, Feng Cai, Wu Yunlong, and Liu Mubai also simultaneously opened their doors and windows at this moment. Looking at the heavy snow and the swirling wind, they all had a light of realization in their eyes.

He Heng was considered one of the later arrivals. Although his martial arts were top-notch, his fame was not great. Arriving early would mean no one would recognize him, making it awkward to be alone.

Besides, shouldn't the masters appear last?

Inside a massive Bird's Nest stadium, the stadium was enormous. At a glance, the roof spread out like a vast sky, covering everything.

In the center was a huge plaza, and all around were spectator seats, numbering over a hundred thousand.

Over a hundred thousand seats! Such a large-scale stadium could only be one place. It was also the venue borrowed for this Martial Dao Convention, the long-idle Olympic stadium.

The venue was very quiet.

There were no clamoring reporters, nor any spectators.

There was only a silent, grim aura.

All the surging winds and rising clouds began here, and would also end here.

When He Heng arrived, the stadium was already full. He had to use his movement techniques to pass through the layers of people and reach the area outside the core of the venue.

At this time, Wang Chao had just received the "Martial Dao Golden Sword," specially made for the Martial Dao Convention and representing the highest honor. He was facing God with passionate intensity, the scene utterly silent.

Then, Ba Liming made his grand entrance, announcing his presence. Wang Chao threw down the "Martial Dao Golden Sword" in his hand, and the grand competition officially began.

"It's already started? Didn't even give me a chance to show off..." He Heng's mouth twitched. He had originally wanted to put on a show, but reality had dealt him a heavy blow.

"Don't these guys know to respect the old and cherish the young? They didn't even wait for this old man. Two thumbs down." He Heng muttered, coldly scanning the surroundings of the venue. He particularly looked at Wang Chao, God, and Tang Zichen. Only these four, who had reached the Shatter Void, See God Unbroken realm, could possibly fight him now.

He Heng hadn't been idle these days. Although his physical body was difficult to break through further due to world limitations, he had made significant progress mentally, completing a kind of metamorphosis.

For example, his current mental state had returned to that of his youth, rather than the sluggish state of old age. His psychological age perfectly matched his biological age, externally manifesting as a somewhat playful demeanor.

"Uh, actually, I wasn't like this when I was young..." He Heng defended himself.

This was a return to simplicity in his state of mind, a return to the past, a rejuvenation... no, it was living a second life. Physically, with the Myriad Heavens Treasure Mirror in hand, He Heng could change into countless bodies. But a psychological rebirth was difficult; that could only be achieved by He Heng himself.

One must know that his psychological age was over a hundred years old. Once a person lived too long, they would lose the vigor of their youth. Excessive smoothness and worldliness would only make it difficult to unleash their potential.

He Heng had long realized this problem and taken it seriously. Currently, having only gone through three rebirths, he still wouldn't have too many problems. But if he were to go through ten or eight rebirths with the Myriad Heavens Treasure Mirror, after thousands of years, his mind would surely decay.

In the Great Heaven World, many powerful individuals who valued loyalty and righteousness, after attaining the Dao, tried all sorts of methods to extend the lifespan of their loved ones. However, this extension of life could not exceed a few hundred years. It wasn't that their lifespans had run out, but that those whose lives were extended did not possess the mindset to live for hundreds or thousands of years and quickly perished due to mental decay. This had nothing to do with their strength.

Therefore, it is said that cultivating the Dao requires cultivating the heart. Otherwise, no matter how high your strength, how much lifespan your physical body has, the decay of the heart cannot be stopped, and you will ultimately be unable to escape destruction.

To achieve longevity, one needs the mindset of a long-lived being. Otherwise, even with sufficient lifespan, one will still perish.

As the saying goes, form follows mind. Generally, those with profound cultivation have vigorous life force. However, some appear as youths, some as middle-aged, and some as elderly. This is actually a manifestation of their inner state, unrelated to their external lifespan.

For those who have attained immortality, the Pure Yang beings, as long as your mindset is that of a twenty-year-old, your body will be in a twenty-year-old state. If your mindset is that of an elderly person, you will appear as an elderly person, regardless of the years you have lived.

After He Heng realized this problem, he began the transformation of his own mind. He didn't want to appear as an eighty-year-old man after achieving the Dao in the future. Although he might look like an immortal, it felt rather strange.

There are no shortcuts in the cultivation of the mind. He Heng had traveled extensively in recent years, sensing the natural world, the universe, and battling with many masters. Finally, he found his youthful state of mind again, returning to that passionate era, achieving a metamorphosis in his mind.

This metamorphosis was finally completed perfectly a couple of days ago, allowing his state of mind to truly leap forward. At this moment, he was only a hair's breadth away from the Human Law Realm, and he had gained much insight into the so-called Earth Law Realm. Now, his strength had truly reached the extreme peak of the Outer Hundred Bones, surpassing the general Shatter Void, See God Unbroken!

In terms of martial arts realms, unlike cultivation, one can skip levels. A person who has not comprehended the Microscopic Realm and become a Third Rank of Technique can still touch upon the First Rank Domain and accumulate great momentum.

Similarly, those who have not truly entered the Human Law Realm can directly achieve the Earth Law. This itself is not difficult.

The real difficulty lies in the last two realms: Heaven Law and... Dao!

In the Great Heaven World, since ancient times, there have been many geniuses who comprehended the Human Law and Earth Law in their youth. Any major sect would have such outstanding disciples. However, those who can comprehend the Heaven Law and the Dao Realm are almost nonexistent.

The Nine Ranks of Technique, the Human Law, the Earth Law, and the Heaven Law Realm seem to be separated by a giant mountain, like flowers in a mirror, the moon in the water – visible but untouchable. The Heaven Law Realm is infinitely obscure. Even the sect masters and true men of larger sects, those who have seen through the truth of the world, may not be able to fully comprehend it and achieve the orchestration of creation!

Those who can ultimately exhaust the Heavenly Dao are probably only those on the Pure Yang Ranking in the Great Heaven World.

However, these are still too far away for He Heng. What he needs to do now is to find an opportunity to break through in this Martial Dao Convention and step into the Human Law Realm.

To enter the Human Law Realm in the Hundred Bones Realm, even with the endless geniuses and prodigies in the Great Heaven World, He Heng believes he can rank among them.

Just as He Heng was spacing out, the Martial Dao Convention officially began.

This beginning naturally involved a group of juniors, young people. They took the stage and fought. He Heng expressed no interest in these matters, only glancing at them briefly without paying attention. To him, anyone not at Core Strength was not even qualified to enter his sight. Anyone not at Shatter Void, See God Unbroken, had no possibility of fighting him.

He Heng did not pay attention to their matches, but to some laymen, those people were truly masters, each one a superhuman.

For example, sitting next to him was the leader who had asked Liu Mubai to find him last time. He was currently praising Wang Chao's female disciple, Huo Ling'er, who was fighting intensely with another woman.

"Little Heng, Yuan Yi said your martial arts are even above Wang Chao's, and you're most likely to become the number one under heaven?"

"She's lying to you..." He Heng vehemently denied.

"Then what do you think of Wang Chao's martial arts? Has he reached that realm of martial arts cultivation? Is he a god or an immortal?" the other person continued to chatter.

Helpless, He Heng used his ultimate move: "Uncle Xia, my mom mentioned you recently. She said..."

"Xiao Heng, Uncle has some other business to attend to. I can't chat with you anymore." Commander Xia's words were laced with nervousness, and he suddenly walked away.

"Farewell, Uncle Xia." He Heng chuckled inwardly. If they wanted to get information out of him, it was impossible.

At this moment, a mechanical voice boomed: "He Heng versus Chen Aiyang!"

Hearing this voice, He Heng abruptly stood up and walked into the arena. Each step was heavy as a mountain.

"Is that He Heng? I haven't heard of anyone named He Heng among the famous martial artists. Where did he come from?" Below, martial arts masters from all over the world began to discuss. After all, He Heng wasn't very famous.

Only Wang Chao, Tang Zichen, and Ba Liming, seated above, suddenly opened their eyes and looked at He Heng, their gazes filled with solemnity.

"Hehe, long time no see!" He Heng smiled at them.

At this moment, the other protagonist of this match, Chen Aiyang, finally walked down from the stage. His steps were very slow, his expression extremely grave as he met He Heng's gaze.

PS: To everyone's comments, I want to say one thing: Who says that a sharp tongue can't enter the Ruthless Dao? Do you think the Ruthless Dao must be cold and aloof all the time, with a cool demeanor? No, that's a stereotype. I want to write a unique Ruthless Dao, no, a seeker of the Dao. By the way, the next few chapters should be the highlight of this volume, what you've been expecting.