This Sword Is Called Longing for Chen!

Snow Empress's gaze softened.

"Finally, I can see him again."

Ice Empress looked at the Heavenly Screen, anticipation stirring in her heart.

Snow Empress had mentioned that person to her many times.

Yet the times she had actually met him were pitifully few.

On the screen.

A circular Soul Tool was about to strike Snow Empress.

A figure named White Clothes emerged from the wind and snow.

He did not release any Soul Rings.

Nor did a Martial Soul appear in his hand.

He merely held two fingers together like a sword and lightly slashed forward.

A streak of sword light cut across the snowy plains.

The circular Soul Tool split apart down the middle.

The human Soul Masters present all stopped in their tracks as the snow mountain before them silently split open.

The sword scar stretched all the way to the end of sight.

The figure named White Clothes stood before Snow Empress.

"Get lost."

Just one short word.

Several Soul Masters immediately turned and fled.

Not a single one dared to look back.

The Heavenly Screen did not reveal his face.

Only the back of White Clothes remained clearly within the scene.

[Rogue Soul Emperor: One sword strike frightened off several Soul Masters. Who is this man?]

[Sword Douluo Chen Xin: He neither released his Martial Soul nor used a Soul Skill. He split open a snow mountain with sword intent alone.]

[Bone Douluo Gu Rong: There is such a swordsman on the continent?]

The scene continued.

Inside a cave blanketed by wind and snow.

Snow Empress leaned against the stone wall.

She had changed out of her white dress and now wore a loose white robe.

Its collar rested against her snowy neck, exposing her delicate collarbones.

The white robe draped down along her waist.

Her long, straight legs were pressed together, her jade-white feet extending from beneath the hem and resting on a stone platform covered in animal hide.

Qian Daochen sat across from her.

He sent a strand of sword intent into Snow Empress's body, helping her stabilize her shattered Ice-Snow Origin.

Time passed.

Snow Empress's injuries gradually recovered.

The two walked out of the cave and onto the snowy plains.

Qian Daochen held a longsword, breaking down the path of the sword move by move.

Snow Empress stood at his side.

She followed his lead and raised her wrist.

An ice-snow longsword extended from between her fair fingers.

At first, she could only wield the power of ice and snow.

As time passed, her sword gradually gained an intent of its own.

Qian Daochen reached out and held Snow Empress's wrist.

"A sword is not a vessel for power."

"You must first understand why you draw your sword."

Snow Empress turned to look at the man standing so close to her.

Their sleeves touched.

She did not pull away.

"Then why do you draw your sword?"

Qian Daochen released her wrist.

"When I wish to draw my sword, I draw it."

Snow Empress frowned slightly.

"What kind of answer is that?"

"When you truly understand, you will no longer need my answer."

The scenes flashed by without end.

Beside an ice lake, the two sat shoulder to shoulder.

On a snow mountain, Qian Daochen drank wine while Snow Empress watched quietly.

Under the night sky, Snow Empress rested her head on his lap, her long white hair spread across the snow.

Her figure was tall and full, her pure white dress clinging to the curves of her waist and hips, her long legs crossed beneath the skirt.

That beautiful, refined face no longer seemed distant.

When Qian Daochen lowered his head, she was looking at him as well.

Across the continent, countless people were left staring in a daze.

No one had expected it.

Even the ruler of the Far North could reveal such an expression before a human.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong looked at the Heavenly Screen, then at Qian Daochen.

She finally understood what Qian Daochen had meant when he said, "She is still waiting for me."

"So you really do know her."

"Snow Empress likes you too."

Qian Daochen did not deny it.

Ning Rongrong pressed her red lips together.

"You left her for thirty years. Why is she still waiting for you?"

Qian Daochen looked at Snow Empress on the screen.

"I broke my promise."

On the Heavenly Screen.

Snow Empress stood alone atop a snow mountain.

Qian Daochen had already left the Far North.

She closed her eyes as scene after scene from their time together passed through her heart.

The ice-snow longsword slowly rose.

At that moment, all the wind and snow throughout the Far North fell silent.

Snow Empress opened her eyes.

"This sword."

"Is called Longing for Chen."

The sword descended.

Heaven and earth were split apart by a streak of pure white sword light.

There was neither the dominance of Emperor's Sword nor the bone-chilling cold of Emperor's Palm within that sword light.

Only longing accumulated over thirty years.

The sword light crossed a thousand miles of snowy plains.

Space was cleanly severed.

Even after a long time, the crack had yet to heal.

Majestic words appeared afterward.

[Snow Empress's fourth ultimate technique.]

[Longing for Chen.]

[It carries sword intent through the Ice-Snow Origin.]

[Born from longing, formed by heartfelt intent.]

[Its power rivals a God-Level Soul Skill.]

[This sword was precisely the key to Snow Empress ranking above Evil Emperor.]

The Heavenly Screen erupted completely.

[Rogue Soul Emperor: A Soul Beast can actually develop feelings for a human?]

[Star Luo Empire Soul Master: This sword has already become Snow Empress's self-created God-Level Soul Skill, hasn't it?]

[Sword Douluo Chen Xin: She entered the sword through emotion and commands the sword with her heart. Snow Empress's swordsmanship has already surpassed mine.]

[Bone Douluo Gu Rong: Who exactly is White Clothes, the swordsman in the scene?]

[Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen: Anyone capable of teaching Snow Empress into such a swordsman cannot possibly be unknown.]

[Elephant Armor Sect Master Huyan Zhen: Douluo Continent still hides a powerhouse like this?]

Spirit Hall.

Azure Luan Douluo and Mighty Lion Douluo looked toward the Heavenly Screen at the same time.

"A sword-wielding powerhouse?"

"Could he be connected to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned.

"Although Chen Xin is known as Sword Douluo, he is nowhere near this level."

"If this man were a powerhouse of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he could not possibly have never shown himself."

Bibi Dong stared at White Clothes' back.

"Is Sword Douluo worthy of teaching Snow Empress swordsmanship?"

"It wasn't him."

She wanted even more to know who this person truly was.

Angel God's Temple.

When Qian Daoliu saw that sword strike, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

He would never mistake it.

Only one person possessed that sword intent, so casual it reached the extreme, yet capable of splitting heaven and earth apart.

"Big Brother."

Qian Renxue stood beside him.

She stared at White Clothes on the screen, her eyes filled with astonishment.

"Is that really Great-Grandfather?"

"Was he already this powerful back then?"

That was the seven-hundred-thousand-year Snow Empress.

The ruler of the Far North.

Yet because of the affection Qian Daochen had left behind, she had waited alone for thirty years.

Qian Renxue thought of that handsome face in the tavern.

She truly could not fully connect that leisurely man drinking wine with the powerhouse who had split apart the snowy plains with a single sword strike.

What concerned her even more was this.

Snow Empress, the breathtakingly beautiful ruler of the Far North, was also Great-Grandfather's admirer.

Qian Daoliu sighed softly.

"Elder Brother has always been like this."

The sword light on the Heavenly Screen gradually faded.

Snow Empress reappeared atop the glacier.

Her white dress fluttered gently.

Her slender legs stood amid the flying snow.

Holding the ice-snow longsword, she quietly gazed into the distance.

[No. 8 on the Supreme Powerhouse Ranking: Snow Empress.]

[The review is about to end.]

[The Heavenly Dao rewards are about to be distributed.]

Countless comments appeared once again.

[Rogue Soul Emperor: Even the ninth-ranked had a God-Level Bloodline and a God-Level Soul Skill. Snow Empress's reward will definitely be even stronger!]

[Elephant Armor Sect Master Huyan Zhen: Will Snow Empress obtain a true Divine Artifact?]

[Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen: She already possesses a self-created God-Level Soul Skill. The reward may help her break through to a million years.]

[Sword Douluo Chen Xin: What Snow Empress needs most should be a treasure that can help her survive the heavenly tribulation.]

[Star Luo Empire Duke of Netherworld: If Snow Empress leaves the Far North after receiving the reward, will she go looking for White Clothes, the swordsman in the scene?]

Far North.

Snow Empress raised her head, watching the golden radiance gradually gather.

Only anticipation remained in her eyes.

Ice Empress stood beside her, likewise looking toward the Heavenly Screen.

The Heavenly Dao's reward for eighth place.

It was finally about to appear.