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

"If it's someone in the Fetal Movement Realm, there are only a few people in Jing City capable of it. However, that only makes it harder to guess who would do such a thing."


"There's no need for us to keep guessing. Let Master Sanmu use the Heavenly Eye Skill to see who it is, and we'll have our answer."


The three of them discussed for a while, and then Li Zhixia smiled and handed the blood-stained paper swallow to Master Sanmu.


Master Sanmu received the paper swallow, placed it between his palms, and his eyes suddenly shone with brilliant colors.


The light in Master Sanmu's eyes lasted for about five or six minutes, almost twice as long as it took him to examine the man in black last time. His facial expressions kept changing, as if he was puzzled and slightly confused.


Then Master Sanmu closed his eyes and opened them again, and his pupils returned to normal.


He opened his closely pressed palms and looked at the paper swallow in his hand, silent for a moment.


Chapter 120 Strong Attitude_3