Martial Chief Curses the Sour Confucian Angrily, There Was Once an Immortal Wandering the Mortal Realm

A ray of the setting sun spread across the water. Half of it was rippling and half of it was dyed red.

The spring breeze came, and it was already evening.

The sunset came early. The red light hung on the West Cliff and shone on the vegetation at the foot of the mountain. It was as if it was covered in a layer of blood-colored clothes and reflected in the rapid river. It was as if the river was flowing east, flowing not water but fire.

By the cliff, everyone waited quietly. Beside the Martial Chief Stone above the river, An Le's immersion in the martial arts practice was gradually coming to an end. When the Ancient Demon Five Animals Scripture appeared, it meant that An Le had gained something from observing the stone.

Although he had not obtained the true Martial Chief Scripture, An Le felt that this Ancient Demon Five Animals, which had been deduced by the phantoms of the previous Martial Chiefs, was definitely of high quality.