Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

Just when Shu Guan was muttering to himself, Mu Yao had already attached two yellow talismans to both his and Han Biao's back and, with the Dao Formula weaved in his right hand, pointed at them.


Shu Guan suddenly felt an odd warm surge flowing into his body from his back, and then, "whoosh", he involuntarily began to run at a speed he had never experienced before.


It was as if he had been standing still, then tossed onto a roller coaster in full plunge without experiencing acceleration.


Running at 160 mph is a totally different sensation from driving at 160 mph. 


The former might be exciting, but the latter is simply terrifying for the uninitiated. 


The wind howled in his ears, the surroundings blurred, but the huge boulder ahead was still clear to Shu Guan as he headed straight towards it.


Shu Guan wanted to avoid it; his mind was clear, but his body couldn't keep up; despite wanting to swerve, his body involuntarily crashed into it.


Chapter 55: Formation of the 5 Soul-Killing Evils