Thousand miles of dust

He was an orphan with mediocre aptitude and a humble background.
Through perseverance and an unwillingness to settle for mediocrity, he practiced cultivation desperately.
By a stroke of luck, he awakened the Ancient Martial Soul, long extinct in this world, and from that moment on, his rise was unstoppable, like a comet soaring high, embarking on a cultivation journey to dominate the world.
Starting as a beggar who was bullied by others, he began to shine with each step, entering into an era of chaos where Sects are numerous, talents abound, the Ten Thousand Clans vie for power, and human heroes emerge one after another in a vast and magnificent world.
With the 'Tyrant Sky Martial Soul', he vowed to forge his own myth!

Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Xie Mang's forehead broke out in beads of sweat the size of soybeans.


It was a cold sweat, one filled with terror.


He actually hadn't noticed anyone nearby!


Could it be that Xie Li was merely bluffing?


Thinking this, he cast an icy glance toward Xie Li and said, "You wench, you dare to scare me? Watch how I deal with you!"


With a sneer of rage at the corner of his mouth, Xie Mang pounced on Xie Li.


However, in that instant, Xie Mang suddenly felt an extreme danger and his body subconsciously dodged to the side.


His cultivation level was not much stronger than Ling Xiao's; it was simply impossible for him to evade the attack of the Shadow Cone.


In the final moments of his life, Xie Mang used all his strength to turn his head and look behind himself.


A figure even younger than the Shadow Swordsman Situ Mo.


Chapter 1073: Body of Divine Light