A cold wind howled, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering. It painted a scene of carnage amidst the swirling snow. A young man, wielding a sharp blade and possessing an alluring visage, stared down at the enemy sprawled on the ground. His eyes, as cold as autumn water, held no trace of emotion.,At that moment, the crowd gathered at the top of Lingyun Cliff immediately surrounded Ye Qingtang's position.,But just as it was about to solidify, the energy suddenly dissipated. The heart that had just begun to coalesce scattered like a scattering of stars, falling around Ye Qingtang in an instant and disappearing without a trace.。