One day passed, two days passed, and three days passed.
The disciples in charge of logistics of the Fallen Snow Sect had already sorted everything out.
In a large hall, Duanmu sat on the seat that once belonged to an elder, playing with a small light arrow.
A senior brother ran in and cupped his fists, "Senior Brother Duanmu, our elders have already found a new sect site. They are currently negotiating with other sects in the area."
"It's said that we'll be ready in three to five days. We can move."
Duanmu nodded slightly and said, "Everything needs to be handled carefully. There are no high-level elders in the sect. The strongest ones are me and a few other Good Fortune Realm martial brothers."
"We must not make a mistake at such a critical juncture. Otherwise, our brains will be in danger."
The disciple smiled and said, "The Huangpu Aristocrat Clan has made an agreement with us that they will not continue to pursue us. And behind us is the Heavenly Profound Sect. Looking at the world, who else can touch us in the slightest?"
"The Star Guild is a threat." Duanmu said, "However, they have no reason to attack us."
"We have killed hundreds of millions of civilians, but we have also suffered retaliation from the Huangpu Clan, and we have even been driven out of the Steel Continent."
"I don't think the Star Guild can say anything."
"Yes." The disciple sighed and said, "What a pity. Originally, he could have taken down the Iron and Steel Continent in one fell swoop. Who would have known that a Huangpu Clan would be killed halfway?"
"Speaking of which, that Huangpu Aristocrat Clan is truly terrifying. It actually …"
The Heavenspan Mountains.
The thick snow suddenly moved.
The two snowbirds, who were foraging on the ground, were so frightened that they fled far away.
Immediately after, the snow moved again. Suddenly, a "snowman" sat up with a cry.
Xiang Nan looked at his body blankly.
Was he dead, or was it just a sad dream?
Recalling the past few days, Xiang Nan's memories gradually recovered.
He remembered that when he was absorbing the Profound Ice Thunder, he suddenly flashed with spiritual light and entered the Dream World.
Would he be able to absorb divine lightning once in the Dream World?
The result was really possible!
That absorption directly raised Xiang Nan's Dream Body Realm to the late stage of the Nine Great Heaven Scryer Realm, the half-step Fortune Realm.
When his true self absorbed the Profound Ice Thunder, his cultivation base also soared. He jumped from the third level of Heaven Scryer to the sixth level of Heaven Scryer.
It was during this process that Xiang Nan personally witnessed the young people being tortured and killed. He personally saw Xiao He defend himself helplessly and alone. His hot blood spilled on his body.
However, Xiang Nan was unable to move in his dreams or in the ice.
Just as Duanmu was about to shoot him, he suddenly had a strange telepathy.
He could feel the power of death ringing in his mind.
It was the Sword of the Dead!
Xiang Nan knew that he would not be able to escape this calamity, so he simply ruthlessly drove the sword of the deceased.
At that moment, his heart stopped beating and his breathing disappeared. He was no different from a dead person.
After that, with the arrow between his eyebrows, his memory was interrupted.
"Am I … dead?" Xiang Nan stood up and shook off the snow on his body. He looked at the frozen wound on his stomach.
He touched the space between his eyebrows. A bloody hole was still there.
Seven arrows struck his heart! An arrow struck between his eyebrows!
But I still stood up. I'm actually still alive?
Xiang Nan's heart skipped a beat as the sword of the deceased shot into the nine heavens with a clanging sound!
The strange sword turned back from the sky and accurately landed in Xiang Nan's hand.
"Undying body!" Xiang Nan's pupils constricted and he was shocked, "My inherited method of using the Dead Sword can actually turn me into an undead, an immortal body!"
"What if I now have the ability to dispel the Sword of the Dead?"
Thinking of this, Xiang Nan began to slowly remove the ability of the Sword of the Dead. At the same time, the penetrating wounds on his body began to slowly heal.
After all the abilities of the Dead Sword were removed, Xiang Nan was shocked to discover that he had completely recovered!
His heart was beating again, and his breathing reappeared.
Xiang Nan's right hand trembled, and the Dead Sword began to tremble. The power of a dead soul wrapped around him once again.
At that moment, Xiang Nan's face turned snow-white and completely devoid of color. The blood in his body stopped flowing, and his heart also quieted down.
Only the Dipper Qi in his meridians was still slowly flowing.
He waved his sword and cut off his right arm.
However, he had a very peculiar feeling. It was as if all parts of his body had "come to life". To be exact, they all possessed independent consciousness.
Xiang Nan's heart trembled slightly. The broken arm on the ground actually flicked its fingers and crawled back towards him.
"I can actually control my broken arm." Xiang Nan was shocked again.
He took the broken arm and used Astral Qi as thread to stitch it up again before withdrawing the power of the Death Sword.
His heartbeat and breathing recovered, and his severed arm was slowly healing.
Xiang Nan glared at him in shock and muttered to himself, "Indeed, the Dead Sword gave me the Undying Body."
"As long as I don't have a corpse and am thrown into a different place, I can be revived forever."
He closed his eyes and sensed something, and a message entered his mind.
The ability of the Sword of the Dead was reset every three days, and could only be used for one hour every three days.
This hour can be used in batches, intermittently ten times, six minutes at a time, or one hour at a time.
Once the time limit was exceeded, and before the ability could be restored in three days, the Sword of the Dead would devour Xiang Nan's life and turn him into a Sword Protector Undead.
Xiang Nan recalled that when he was shot by Duanmu, he activated the Undying Body, but within the next hour, the Undying Body was ineffective.
However, his body was frozen by the Profound Ice Lightning, causing him to not truly die because of it.
Three days later, the Sword of the Dead was reset, and he broke through the ice.
Xiang Nan shook his arms, and a surging aura surged within his body.
"Heaven Scryer Level 9, half-step Fortune Realm dream body strength, Heaven Scryer Level 6 True Body Realm!"
An hour later, Xiang Nan buried the corpses of the Star Guild martial practitioners in the Heavenspan Mountain Range.
He kowtowed three times to the young man's tombstone, "Brother, I'm sorry. In order to protect me, you still didn't leave the Steel Continent alive."
"But I, Xiang Nan, swear by my life that if I do not avenge you, I will suffer from the Nine Heavens Lightning Tribulation and will never be able to surpass my life!"
Looking at the empty tombstone, the two-meter-tall man Xiang Nan couldn't help but cry.
In the end, even until the end, he was unable to personally ask for his name.
Xiang Nan's fist landed on the ground, and his indignant roar shook the heavens and earth!
"Fallen Snow Sect! I want your blood debt repaid with blood!"