The Snow Region affair had already drawn to a close. Of course, it had not truly been as calm and gentle as it appeared in the end.
For example, why had the three armies Jing State had roaming about dispersed? Why had the two divisions Chu Kingdom pushed into River Valley done nothing but pay tribute to the Heroic Spirits?
For example, though Yujing Mountain, one of the Daoist Sect's three lineages, was likewise located on the Western Border, had it truly known nothing throughout? Did Jing Kingdom truly wish to see a challenger rise?
For example, was that Cold Feather Coffin, which had never been opened, empty as well?
Ning Daoru had acted in Xie Ai's stead, walking the Snow Kingdom as the reincarnated body of the Frost Immortal Lord. In the end, he had merely used the false to cultivate the true, becoming a Dao Derivation cultivator who truly existed between heaven and earth.
Everything he had done as the Winter Emperor became, in the end, a testimony of history. The true Ning Daoru was only born after the Winter Emperor died.
Yet neither Qin Kingdom nor Snow Kingdom asked: if Ning Daoru's methods had truly taken effect, if Hong Junyan had not managed to recover to his peak in time, would he have died for nothing?
Not even Hong Junyan asked.
Because it had never been a question worth asking.
Ying Yunnian was already viewing all things with the mindset of Transcendence, bearing a gentleness that still cherished the green of grass and trees. But that did not mean he was someone soft-hearted or merciful.
Compared to Ying Yunnian attaining Transcendence—
Qin Kingdom building the Great Wall alone while Ying Yunnian transcended, pacifying Yu and swallowing Snow... that was the most perfect finale in the eyes of