This Sword Is Called Longing for Chen

Snow Emperor's gaze softened.

"At last, I can see him again."

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

She had already heard Snow Emperor mention that man many times.

Yet the number of times they had truly met was pitifully small.

On the screen.

A circular soul tool was about to fall upon Snow Emperor.

A figure in white 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 snowfield.

The circular soul tool split apart from the center.

The human soul masters present stopped in unison as the snowy mountain before them silently parted.

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

The white-clad figure stepped in front of Snow Emperor.

"Get lost."

Just one short word.

Several soul masters immediately turned and fled.

Not a single one dared look back.

The Heavenly Screen did not reveal his face.

Only that white-clad back remained clearly visible on the screen.

[Wandering Soul Emperor: He frightened several soul masters away with one sword strike. Who is this man?]

[Sword Douluo Chen Xin: He neither released his martial soul nor used a soul skill. He split open a snowy mountain with sword intent alone.]

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

The scene continued.

Inside a cave covered by wind and snow.

Snow Emperor leaned against the stone wall.

Her white dress had already been changed, and she now wore a loose white robe.

Its collar rested against her snow-white neck, exposing her delicate collarbones.

The robe draped along her waist.

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

Qian Daochen sat opposite her.

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

Time passed.

Snow Emperor's injuries gradually recovered.

The two left the cave and walked onto the snowfield.

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

Snow Emperor stood at his side.

She followed him 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 a will of its own.

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

"A sword is not a vessel for power."

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

Snow Emperor turned to look at the man so close to her.

Their sleeves pressed together.

She did not move away.

"Then why do you draw your sword?"

Qian Daochen released her wrist.

"When I want to draw it, I draw it."

Snow Emperor lightly frowned.

"What kind of answer is that?"

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

The scenes flickered past.

By an ice lake, the two sat side by side.

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

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

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

That lovely, elegant face of hers no longer seemed distant.

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

Across the continent, countless people stared in a daze.

No one had expected it.

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.

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

"So you really do know her."

"Snow Emperor 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 Emperor on the screen.

"I broke my promise."

On the Heavenly Screen.

Snow Emperor stood alone atop a snow mountain.

Qian Daochen had already left the Far North.

She closed her eyes, scenes of their time together passing through her heart.

The ice-snow longsword slowly rose.

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

Snow Emperor opened her eyes.

"This sword."

"Is called Longing for Chen."

The sword descended.

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

Within that sword light, there was neither the dominance of the Emperor's Sword nor the extreme cold of the Emperor's Palm.

There was only longing accumulated over thirty years.

The sword light crossed a thousand miles of snowfield.

Space was cleanly cleaved apart.

Even after a long time, the rift still had not healed.

Majestic words appeared afterward.

[Snow Emperor's fourth ultimate technique.]

[Longing for Chen.]

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

[Born of longing, formed by heartfelt intent.]

[Its power is comparable to a god-level soul skill.]

[This sword is precisely what allowed Snow Emperor to rank above Evil Emperor.]

The Heavenly Screen erupted completely.

[Wandering Soul Emperor: A soul beast actually developed feelings for a human?]

[Star Luo Empire Soul Master: This sword has already become Snow Emperor's self-created god-level soul skill, hasn't it?]

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

[Bone Douluo Gu Rong: Just who is that white-clad swordsman in the scene?]

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

[Elephant Armor Sect Master Huyan Zhen: Douluo Continent still has such a hidden powerhouse?]

Spirit Hall.

Azure Luan Douluo and 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 called Sword Douluo, he is nowhere near this level."

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

Bibi Dong looked at that white-clad back.

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

"It wasn't him."

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

Angel God's Temple.

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

He would never mistake it.

That sword intent, casual to the extreme yet capable of splitting heaven and earth, belonged to only one person.

"Big Brother."

Qian Renxue stood nearby.

She stared at the white-clad figure on the screen, her eyes filled with astonishment.

"Is that really Great-Grandfather?"

"Was he already this strong back then?"

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

The ruler of the Far North.

Yet because of a relationship 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 open the snowfield with one sword strike.

What concerned her even more was this.

Snow Emperor, the breathtakingly beautiful ruler of the Far North, was also one of Great-Grandfather's admirers.

Qian Daoliu sighed softly.

"Elder Brother has always been like this."

The sword light on the Heavenly Screen gradually faded.

Snow Emperor appeared once more atop the glacier.

Her white dress fluttered lightly.

Her slender legs stood amid the flying snow.

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

[Supreme Powerhouse Ranking, eighth place: Snow Emperor.]

[The review is about to conclude.]

[The Heavenly Dao's reward is about to be distributed.]

Countless comments appeared once more.

[Wandering Soul Emperor: Even ninth place possessed a god-level bloodline and a god-level soul skill. Snow Emperor's reward will definitely be even stronger!]

[Elephant Armor Sect Master Huyan Zhen: Will Snow Emperor 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 Emperor needs most should be a treasure that can help her survive the heavenly tribulation.]

[Duke of Netherworld of the Star Luo Empire: If Snow Emperor leaves the Far North after receiving her reward, will she go looking for the white-robed swordsman in the image?]

Far North.

Snow Emperor raised her head and watched the golden radiance gradually gather.

In her eyes, there was nothing left but anticipation.

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

The Heavenly Dao reward for eighth place.

It was finally about to appear.