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

Li Zhixia, Mu Yao, Shu Guan came out of the chamber at the very center.


Li Zhixia did not touch Grandmaster Qixia's corpse anymore.


Although he admired Grandmaster Qixia's talents and achievements in cultivation, the fact was that Grandmaster Qixia was an unequivocal evil demon in his lifetime, at least after he went astray in his cultivation, doing countless things that revolted both humans and gods secretly.


So, naturally, Li Zhixia could not take the remains of Grandmaster Qixia back to the Shanyi Temple.


Maybe, letting his remains rest quietly in this underground palace in the deep mountains, is the best choice for him and for Shanyi Temple.


All traces of him in the Shanyi Temple had been erased, and it should stay that way in the future.


Leaving the stone chamber, Li Zhixia did not show any signs of respect for the remains of Grandmaster Qixia. He merely sighed a long sigh.


Shu Guan was a little bit relieved and a little bit disappointed.


Chapter 63: The Spread of Darkness