Chapter 314: Dragon Spirit Saves the Scene

Cold winds howled, the white world was filled with a silence, all things were covered by ice and snow, this situation had already lasted for more than four months.

Global famine spread everywhere, countless lives perished, human numbers plummeted wildly, basically every country had nearly over forty percent of its population forever sleeping in the snow, and the birth rate also reached an unprecedented low.

As the country with the world's largest population, Great Xia shocked everyone by having the lowest death rate, almost no different from before the heavenly disaster arrived.

Even if there were individual deaths, they were due to natural causes of aging, illness, and death; indeed, the birth rate actually increased compared to before.

Upon learning of this, the faces of the officials in charge of each country were extremely grim; without comparison, there is no harm.

As time passed, terrifying blizzards swept the globe, unimaginable cold spread across the whole world; when Earth reached the point farthest from the sun's orbit, the temperature nearly reached the terrifying -200 degrees!

Under this extreme cold, nearly over seventy percent of Earth's species were frozen solid!

The vast ocean seemed to be completely frozen solid, looking from afar like a huge blue gem.

The once azure, free ocean had become a crystalline land of death; tens of thousands of marine creatures were sealed by the terrifying ice within azure-colored cages!

Whether it was the ocean's top predators like orcas and sharks, or ordinary clownfish and seaweed, all met the same fate, completely sealed by the bone‑chilling cold!

Even those sperm whales, comparable to small warships, roared as they fell under this extreme cold!

Only those fortunate enough to dive into the deepest seabed and happen to avoid being frozen—such as lanternfish, deep‑sea squid, and other deep‑sea fish—managed to escape this calamity.

Now, in the entire ocean, only this tiny spot remains, becoming the last place in the ocean where life's light still shines!

The sea surface is like this; the land situation is no better.

The extreme cold of minus 200 degrees is like the grim reaper swinging a white scythe, easily reaping vast swaths of life, almost completely wiping out all plant life on Earth's surface.

Countless plants that have existed since hundreds of millions of years ago, even since Earth's birth, after enduring long ages and temporal evolution, ultimately still headed toward extinction.

Even if, during this half‑year, many tenacious plants had begun to evolve, developing the power to resist the extreme cold.

But in the face of this grim‑reaper‑like extreme cold, it was ultimately futile.

All kinds of species worldwide are dying wildly, and many humans have also suffered unprecedented hardship.

The remaining populations of countries worldwide are showing a cliff‑like plunge, because in this minus‑200‑degree extreme cold, rooms can no longer provide the needed warmth.

Even Great Xia suffered an unprecedented disaster, with circuits and heating cut off, plunging Great Xia into total darkness!

Fortunately, earlier the relevant departments of Great Xia had already made public the formula for the elixir; although very few people can refine elixirs, given the huge base of 1.4 billion, the number is still considerable.

Thanks to these elixirs, many of Great Xia's people ultimately managed to survive this ordeal, but other countries did not have such good fortune.

Far‑away Miguo.

Heavy snow fluttered, the cold wind howled like a icy steel blade, sharpening and sweeping over every inch of land.

Huashengdun was home to many officials and entertainment stars, possessing the most ample food and military resources, and not far away there stood a well‑prepared power plant that had just received several hundred tons of oil and fuel.

But many officials still misjudged the danger brewing within this disaster.

At first, relying on ample resources, they could actually hold out, after all it was the city that concentrated the most resources of all Miguo, possessing the most outstanding team of scientists.

Even in the extreme cold of over minus 200 degrees, amid the research of countless scientists, the city's heating continued to run smoothly.

In terms of Huashengdun's food reserves, supplying the entire city's population for one or two years of rations was still no problem.

But as time passed, countless refugees streamed into Huashengdun, and many officials began to worry.

"God, we ourselves don't even have enough to eat—should we really give food to those civilians?"

"No one knows when this disaster will end; having a bit more food in our hands would also give us an extra guarantee."

Faced with these proposals, although many conscientious officials did not agree, over seventy percent of officials largely showed their support by raising hands in this vote.

As the policy was implemented, Huashengdun began gradually reducing the populace's rations, and while doing so, it hypocritically issued a notice claiming food shortage forced the cuts.

Although the populace was displeased, they did not know the true grain reserves; merely seeing the extreme cold and storm outside, they could still understand.

But they did not anticipate that, as time went on, this reduction would become increasingly severe.

At first they had three loaves of bread per day, but after a few days it became two per day, and finally even dropped to one loaf per day, half a loaf.

The heating originally responsible for supply also began to turn on once a day, then once every two days; the operating time grew shorter while the intervals grew longer!

After feeling all this, everyone could no longer sit still!

But now, facing the minus‑200‑degree low temperature, the risk of going out is simply too great—almost certain death—so nobody dares to take the chance.

When they happened to learn that those officials were eating roast chicken and duck, drinking Lafite, the inner imbalance reached its peak at that moment.

Everyone was nearly driven mad, sparking an unprecedented riot.

First to seize the warehouses were the soldiers, then the angry populace; the whole city fell into chaos, plunged into an unprecedented 'freedom'.

Gunfire flew everywhere, countless people fought over food, and some civilians lost their lives; amid the blizzard, countless smoke curls rose, and from time to time the sound of gunfire could be heard on streets and alleys.

An explosion that erupted from somewhere spread to the power plant near Huashengdun, directly shattering the plant's power and heating systems, after which the riot finally came to an end.

Without heating or electricity, and with hardly any cultivators in Huashengdun, even if they had plenty of food, they could not resist the cold's invasion.

Throughout the city, utter silence reigned; countless people clutched food and died in the blizzard, untold numbers lay on the ground with hands gripping food stuffed in their mouths, bodies stiff, staring dead‑eyed at the sky overhead.

The monument at the center of Huashengdun America International Plaza had collapsed; the iconic Black Palace was blown to smithereens, and the formerly grand and solemn General Representatives' Assembly Hall had long been buried under ice and snow.

Sharp icicles fell one after another onto the wooden table, producing a clanging sound; who knows how many officials' corpses lie buried beneath.

And in the streets and inside buildings, even more corpses were piled together.

Because this situation was truly too horrific, later generations called it the 'Huashengdun Upheaval'.

Afterward, Miguo retained only four regions, its vitality greatly wounded; the population of Miguo was reduced by more than half, not to mention the wasted food and resources.

That overseas storm did not affect Great Xia; moral decay and loss of humanity—none of that existed in Great Xia.

They had ample food; although heating had been canceled, at least the elixir existed to provide warmth, so there was no mortal danger.

Great Xia Cultivation 749 Bureau.

Hua Tiancheng looked at the reports coming from all around, as well as the news of what had happened in Huashengdun, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It's entirely the Huashengdun authorities' own fault for driving themselves to this point; if they hadn't oppressed the populace so harshly, why would they be forced into desperate resistance?

His aide nodded in strong agreement, saying, "Not just Huashengdun—every country has similar circumstances."

Gazing out the window at the drifting snow, Hua Tiancheng's eyes filled with deep worry.

Those who lack foresight will surely have near-term worries; although the disaster situation in Great Xia has been brought under control, if this continues, it will ultimately not be okay.

I don't even know when this blizzard will finally pass.

……

Compared to the earth ravaged by wind and snow, the distant universe is also not peaceful.

A pale blue light, like a meteor, swiftly streaked across the silent starry sky, followed closely by a flowing light like blazing flames.

The two sides chased each other, creating huge ripples on the black backdrop; wherever they passed, sparks flew, and many nearby meteorites were knocked aside by these two forces.

On a desolate planet, as several figures descended, accompanied by a mighty, powerful shout: 'Where do you think you're running to!'

Vast Spiritual Power burst forth from within, momentarily distorting the surrounding space; dust flew up, and the ground was smashed into a large pit.

As the blue light gradually faded, a slender figure appeared; Qinghuan only felt a fishy sweetness welling up in her throat, and a mouthful of blood burst forth.

Qinghuan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and shouted angrily, 'You are really going too far!'

Five figures suddenly surrounded her, wearing uniform white robes with intersecting gray stripes—these were disciples of the Heaven Sect Migration Office.

They coldly stared at Qinghuan, as if looking at a corpse; the lead disciple snorted coldly, 'Anyone who offends our Heaven Sect has only a dead end!'

At the moment his words landed, his palm burst forth with immense Spiritual Power, and in the void a pair of huge hands lunged toward Qinghuan.

That hand was like a towering mountain, wielding the strength to uproot mountains; Qinghuan's pupils contracted sharply, and with a wave of her bare hand, a azure longsword appeared in her palm.

The sword's whole body was like jade, thin as a cicada's wing, constantly exuding a chilling aura—clearly a rare treasure.

Courting death!

Qinghuan gripped the Ice Soul Sword, showing no fear, mobilizing her spiritual qi from throughout her body and concentrating it into the sword.

Several Heaven Sect disciples gave a cold smile, 'Even with death at your doorstep you still talk tough—do you really think our Heaven Sect is a bunch of vegetarians?'

Qinghuan made a sword gesture, drawing a semicircle around her; instantly a bitter cold wind blew, her robes fluttered, and countless ice shards condensed around her, rapidly gathering and spreading outward from her as a center, even covering the ground with a layer of pale blue crystals.

Qinghuan's delicate face grew ever colder; the Heaven Sect disciples dared not act arrogantly, for they had been chasing this female cultivator for days, and each time they reached a critical moment, she would escape—showing she had some skill.

After great effort we finally wounded her and chased her here; now it is absolutely impossible to let Qinghuan escape.

Countless ice cones floated around Qinghuan, momentarily like a storm of pear blossoms, and suddenly slammed into those huge hands in the air!

Form the formation!

The lead disciple shouted, and several disciples had a faint glow emanate from their bodies, combining together as mysterious totems and symbols flowed among them.

Boom!

With a tremendous crash, the two forces collided, blue and golden light intertwining, sparks shooting straight to the heavens.

A grand wave spread across the small star; Qinghuan retreated half a step, then spat another mouthful of blood, her body trembling slightly, and she silently thought, 'Not good.'

Now she pointed her sword tip to the ground, barely supporting her body, which kept her from falling; after days of pursuit she was already at the end of her rope, and having just unleashed that strike, her body had reached its limit.

Several Heaven Sect disciples were unaffected, the formation keeping them safely inside as they slowly approached Qinghuan, clearly seeing her weakness.

Today this place will be your burial ground!

Several Heaven Sect disciples lunged forward, but just then a green light descended from the sky; the lead disciple, having the highest Cultivation Level and fairly quick reflexes, dodged to the side, while the other disciples weren't so lucky—being scattered by a powerful force, they ended up dirty and disheveled.

The sudden change left both sides stunned.

Heaven Sect disciples were furious, shouting, 'Who?'

The green light faded into specks of starlight, revealing a transcendentally beautiful face that left the Heaven Sect disciples momentarily stunned, dazzled.

Qinghuan, after her surprise, joyfully exclaimed, 'Longling, fellow cultivator!'

Longling's avatar turned around, eyes like autumn waters, showing concern: 'Are you all right?'

Qinghuan shook her head: 'It's fine.'

When Qinghuan first sent a distress signal to Longling's avatar, she actually didn't hold much hope, for Longling is someone who appears and disappears like a dragon, often going into secluded cultivation.

She sent the message, but got no reply; Qinghuan thought Longling was still in secluded cultivation, never expecting her to arrive—her feelings can be imagined.

After all, adding flowers to brocade is easy, but giving charcoal in the snow is hard. Even if Longling's avatar didn't come to help, Qinghuan would have nothing to say; they had only met a few times.

Qinghuan's eyes moved with emotion, feeling deeply grateful: 'Today's great kindness, I will surely keep it in my heart!'

Longling's avatar waved a bare hand: 'Our meeting is fate; why say such things? Come, I'll take you away—let's see who dares to block us.'

(End of chapter)