Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1784 - 1734: Snow Walker

Capítulo 1784: Chapter 1734: Snow Walker

Blissful Heaven Realm, Northern Territory.

This is a region perpetually covered in snow and wind, aside from the violent blizzards.

Within the void of the Northern Territory, there is also chaotic Sword Qi Gang Wind.

These Sword Qi Gang Winds appear from thin air.

Their location and timing change randomly.

It’s quite possible that one could be walking a flat path, admiring the sunset glow in the Ice and Snow Realm, marveling at the snowy scenery of the northern country, when a deadly Sword Qi Gang Wind suddenly appears behind them.

Because of this.

There are scarcely any traces of people living in the Northern Territory.

After all.

No one wants to be sliced apart by Sword Qi Gang Wind while sleeping or eating.

Of course.

Since people rarely set foot here, some beasts or Spiritual Medicine that favor snowy environments see this place as their paradise.

Combined with the rarity of human presence.

These beasts or Spiritual Medicine are invariably ancient and exceedingly precious.

Over time.

There arose adventurers who specifically seek herbs and hunt beasts in the Northern Territory, calling themselves Snow Walkers. These Snow Walkers are reckless desperados who live on the edge, licking blood off the blades.

In the harsh environment of the Northern Territory, searching for herbs and robbery is as common as can be.

However. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

No matter how powerful the Snow Walkers are, there is one place in the Northern Territory they dare not venture.

This is the Northern Territory’s deadliest spot — the Heavenly Sword Tomb!

At the moment.

About three hundred kilometers away from the Heavenly Sword Tomb, in a dilapidated manor, a group of Snow Walkers gathers around a bonfire talking.

“Old Wolf Head, you’re a veteran, why don’t you tell us some stories about the Northern Territory?”

Everyone turns to look at a bald white-bearded elder.

The elder wraps himself in thick animal skins, takes a swig of strong liquor, and with a coarse, raspy voice says: “Sure, I’ll tell you little rascals about some strange events I’ve encountered over the years in the Northern Territory…”

Dozens of Snow Walkers gather around.

Old Wolf Head takes another swig, his lined face exuding an eerie glow under the dim firelight, and he speaks in a deep voice: “It’s said that in the Ancient Times, the Northern Territory was the territory of the immensely powerful Sword God Tower. But an earth-shattering ancient battle led to the demise of the Sword God Tower, disappearing in the river of history.”

“Old Wolf Head, we already know those things, why are you talking about that?” someone protests.

Old Wolf Head shoots him a glance, snorts coldly: “Listen if you want to; if not, get lost…”

The young man who had just spoken gets heated, snorts, and stands up to leave the manor.

Others persuade him: “Old Wolf Head, just ignore him!”

“Please continue…”

Only then does Old Wolf Head nod in satisfaction and continue: “In the Ancient Times, the Sword God Tower was a mighty existence, especially their lord, Sword God Nie Xiaofeng. It’s said that he was a transformed Divine Weapon sword. In the Sword God Tower, countless master swordsmiths were nurtured, and the Divine Weapons they forged were housed in a canyon known as Heavenly Sword Valley.”

“During the Ancient Times, anyone could challenge the Sword God Tower, and upon passing the test, they could go to Heavenly Sword Valley to find the Divine Weapon that suited them. Until the Sword God Tower was destroyed, and the lord Nie Xiaofeng fought for ten days and nights against a supreme being, laying ruin to the Northern Territory, causing countless casualties, and turning Heavenly Sword Valley into the present-day Heavenly Sword Tomb…”

Old Wolf Head was speaking.

Suddenly…

A scream sounded outside, startling everyone.

“What happened?”

“Sounds like that lad who just ran out!”

“Quick, check it out…”

Everyone rushed toward the sound.

In the snowstorm.

The young man who had just left stands wide-eyed, his eyeballs bulging out; his hands tightly gripping his throat, frozen in a horrifying death pose. But everyone’s eyes focus on the person standing beside the young man’s corpse.

A handsome young man in black stood there.

Swish, swish, swish!

The crowd of Snow Walkers draws their weapons, encircling the young man, each looking at him vigilantly: “Who are you?”

“Did you kill him?”

Old Wolf Head wielding a Vajra Stick like a hungry wolf, his gaze locked on the youth in black: “Who are you? Why are you here? Did you kill him?”

Dozens of Snow Walkers glare at the youth.

The young man shakes the snowflakes off his body and raises his head to reveal his handsome face, none other than Xiao Yi who left Xuanyuan City.

Xiao Yi glances around at the Snow Walkers, shrugs and shakes his head with a wry smile: “I was just passing by, heard his scream and came over. I just arrived when you all showed up…”

“Passing by here?”

“You dare come to the Northern Territory alone?”

The Snow Walkers didn’t believe Xiao Yi’s words.

Perils abound in the Northern Territory.

Even without venturing to the Heavenly Sword Tomb, the unpredictable Sword Qi Gang Wind is enough to deter countless people.

Only in groups do the Snow Walkers dare tread the Northern Territory.

Yet Xiao Yi, alone, claims he was just passing by?

Old Wolf Head narrows his eyes, practicing the Buddhist Cultivation Technique akin to Wrathful Vajra, he wields the Vajra Stick and says: “Do you have proof to prove your innocence?”

“Yeah, you have to show proof!”

“Your words alone aren’t convincing!”

In this perilous place, teamwork among the Snow Walkers is extraordinarily strong.

Facing any danger, they unite and cooperate wholeheartedly.

Otherwise.

Internal discord and lack of trust make survival impossible in this deadly void.

Xiao Yi furrows his brow; he indeed just passed by and was drawn by the scream.

As for providing proof.

What proof could he offer!

Seeing Xiao Yi delaying to show proof, the others angrily accuse: “It’s definitely you who killed him!”

“Reveal your gang too!”

“Unthinkable for anyone to dare scheme against us, seems you’re bored of life…”

The crowd prepares to attack Xiao Yi.

Clearly, they did not believe Xiao Yi.

“…”

Watching the agitated crowd, Xiao Yi helplessly sighs, and in a blur of motion, several phantoms flash, and before anyone reacts, Xiao Yi returns to his previous stance.

“…”

The crowd exchanges bewildered looks, sensing something extraordinary.

Xiao Yi raises his hand, and when he opens his palm, clusters of black hair ripple away in the wind.

Uh…

Everyone is momentarily stunned.

Then countless gasps echo as their incredulous gazes fix on the drifting hairs in Xiao Yi’s hand, realizing that a tuft of their own hair had been silently cut away.

In just an instant before the crowd could react, Xiao Yi had sliced a tuft off their hair.

If Xiao Yi harbored murderous intent just now.

Wouldn’t they all be corpses by now?

Everyone looks at Old Wolf Head.

Old Wolf Head’s expression is solemn; he finds a section of his beard was cut, yet he remained oblivious. Only now does he understand Xiao Yi’s intention to prove he isn’t the killer.

If Xiao Yi truly targeted them, killing them would be as easy as slaughtering pigs and dogs!

Why bother with such trouble?

Old Wolf Head takes a deep breath, bows to Xiao Yi and says: “Thank you for showing mercy, we were too impulsive. If we’ve offended, please forgive us!”