### Chapter 281: Sword Cuts Itself, The “Final” Snow Drifts in the World
Chen Shisan’s calm voice echoed on the Ascension Road.
The figures at the end of the Ascension Road silently observed the white-haired man before them.
Although Chen Shisan had said very little since stepping onto the Ascension Road, everyone could see something profound in his sword techniques.
He was a very pure person, just as his swordsmanship was pure.
Whether the Ascension Road opened had nothing to do with him; his life and d*ath were equally unrelated. He was here simply to wield his sword for those beside him.
Seeing no movement at the end of the Ascension Road, Chen Shisan slowly raised the sword in his hand.
At this scene, the injured Meng Yu felt her heart shatter.
For the past thirteen hundred years, she had been by Chen Shisan’s side and understood his situation far too well.
He was now in a state of exhaustion; if he wielded his sword again, Chen Shisan would likely disappear completely from this world.
Yet, no matter how much it pained her, Meng Yu could not bring herself to persuade Chen Shisan to put down his sword.
Because if Chen Shisan put down his sword, it would mean the failure of attacking the Ascension Road.
It would also mean that the plans of her master and all the sacrifices of others would have come to nothing.
Thinking of this, Meng Yu shouted, “Little Thief, I once said that I would become a renowned Sword Cultivator across the world.”
“Today, it is my moment to shine, Meng Yu.”
“If there truly is a next life, I will still wish to meet you.”
As she spoke, Meng Yu turned to look at the end of the Ascension Road, her Stunning Swan Sword aimed directly at those shadows.
“You remember this, today the one wielding the sword is Meng Yu from the Lower Realm, Kongming Tian.”
With her words falling, Meng Yu dashed toward the end of the Ascension Road at great speed.
Watching Meng Yu’s fearless back, the remaining two Immortal Sovereigns from the Heavenly Court laughed.
At this moment, the Ascension Road was littered with corpses, while the enemies ahead remained endless.
“Hahaha!”
“After cultivating for a thousand years, I thought I could live freely in this world, but in the end, it was all in vain!”
“Daoist brother, how about we lend her a helping hand?”
Hearing this, another Immortal Sovereign laughed, “That is the very intention!”
“Let this Upper Realm see whether we Lower Realm cultivators fear d*ath!”
Having said that, the two Immortal Sovereigns directly sacrificed themselves, turning into a powerful energy that surged into Meng Yu’s body.
With this energy, Meng Yu unleashed her strongest sword strike of her life.
“Snow Drifts in the World!”
“Boom!”
Red snowflakes began to fall on the Ascension Road, Meng Yu’s Stunning Swan Sword shattered, and the Yin Yang Protective Mirror that shielded her was also shattered into pieces.
The three powerful beings joined forces to receive Meng Yu’s “Snow Drifts in the World.” The significance of this effort was enough for Meng Yu’s sword to become famous across the world.
“Bang!”
Meng Yu’s body heavily fell onto the Ascension Road, and Chen Shisan’s grip on the sword did not waver at all; his eyes remained fixed on the front.
A moment later, a sigh came from the end of the Ascension Road.
“Alas!”
“Stop! Stop!”
“Let them open the Ascension Road.”
Hearing this, someone at the end of the Ascension Road immediately opposed.
“No! The Ascension Road cannot be opened!”
“Then you should take this sword!”
“The Lord of the Sacred Forbidden Ground has fallen under his sword; how many of you present can take his strike?”
“Or rather, is there any fellow Daoist willing to sacrifice themselves to take this sword?”
Faced with this question, the crowd at the end of the Ascension Road fell silent.
Taking this white-haired man’s sword was different from battling in normal circumstances.
When fighting against an opponent of similar level, even if one had slightly weaker strength, the likelihood of d*ath was minimal.
Because once you reached this level, killing the opponent was extremely difficult.
But this white-haired man was different; the sword in his hand was meant to k*ll.
Realizing this, those shadows at the end of the Ascension Road ultimately turned and left, silently allowing the opening of the Ascension Road.
“Clap!”
Seeing the powerful foes leave, Chen Changsheng slumped helplessly onto the ground.
“Sacrificing” the Sacred Forbidden Ground, Chen Changsheng had exhausted ninety percent of his cultivation; he was now at his wits’ end.
Seeing this, Chen Shisan did not check on Chen Changsheng’s condition but slowly approached Meng Yu, feeding her the last drop of the essence of all things.
After doing this, Chen Shisan turned his hand and wielded a sword.
This sword strike did not create much commotion, yet Chen Shisan’s body underwent a tremendous transformation.
His white hair turned black, his cultivation dissipated; with this final sword, Chen Shisan cut himself.
Moments later, the youthful version of Chen Shisan appeared, quietly sitting beside Chen Changsheng, and neither spoke.
Not knowing how long had passed, the bloodied Zhang Bairen returned, still carrying the corpse of the Supreme Venerable Wujitian.
Casually waking Nalan Xingde from the ground, Zhang Bairen also chose to sit down.
The four extraordinary men with unparalleled cultivation sat there in silence.
Behind them was the countless corpses and the Ascension Road stained red with bl**d.
“How many died?”
The weary Zhang Bairen asked.
“Except for Meng Yu, everyone else has perished,” Chen Changsheng replied wearily. Upon hearing this, Zhang Bairen fell silent for a moment and murmured.
“People say, ‘A general’s victory leads to the withering of ten thousand bones.'”
“Some hear this phrase and think it is mighty and imposing.”
“But only after walking this path do they realize how exhausting and lonely it is.”
In response to these words, Chen Changsheng and the others said nothing, simply sitting quietly because they were too tired.
After a while, Chen Shisan took out several red-dyed eggs, passing one to Chen Changsheng and Nalan Xingde.
Seeing this, Zhang Bairen naturally stretched out his hand and said, “Give me one.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Shisan hesitated for a moment but ultimately handed one over.
Looking at the egg in his hand, Zhang Bairen curiously asked, “What custom is this?”
“Eating these during the birthday celebration.”
“Today is your birthday?”
“Yes.”
“Regaining life indeed deserves a celebration.”
Zhang Bairen said lightly, then slowly peeled the eggshell and began to eat.
The four men silently ate the eggs, and the pace was slow.
After a long while, Zhang Bairen, having finished his egg, was the first to stand up.
At this moment, the weariness had vanished from his eyes, and he transformed back into the aloof master of the Heavenly Court.
“The people from the Upper Realm have retreated; your acquaintances should be arriving soon.”
“I will take my leave first; perhaps we will meet again by fate.”
Saying this, Zhang Bairen left the end of the Ascension Road.
After Zhang Bairen departed, Chen Changsheng spoke lightly, “You actually managed to live a full life; this is something I never expected.”
“But forcibly severing the old self and giving birth to a new life will lead to an unstable foundation.”
“Your lifespan may not be that long.”
