Chapter 8: Awakening of Frostmoon

Ling Feng stood in the ruins of the Black Eagle headquarters, the Frostmoon Blade in his hand. The battle had left him exhausted, but his heart burned with a newfound resolve. Ruyan’s sacrifice had shown him the true meaning of the blade—it was not a weapon of revenge, but a tool for justice.

Xiao Han approached him, his expression grim. “We need to regroup. The Black Eagle Syndicate is still out there, and they won’t stop until they control the Dragon Vein.”

Ling Feng nodded. “We’ll need allies. The martial arts sects of Yunzhou must unite against this threat.”

Together, they traveled across the region, spreading the word of the Black Eagle Syndicate’s plans. At first, many were skeptical, but as Ling Feng demonstrated the power of the Frostmoon Blade and shared the truth about the Dragon Vein, more and more sects joined their cause.

In a small village, they met with the leaders of the major sects. Ling Feng stood before them, his voice steady and commanding. “The Black Eagle Syndicate seeks to control the Dragon Vein. If they succeed, Yunzhou will fall. We must stand together to stop them.”

The leaders exchanged glances, then one by one, they nodded. “We will fight with you,” one of them said.

As the alliance grew, Ling Feng felt a sense of hope. For the first time, he believed they could win. But deep down, he knew the final battle would come at a great cost.