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

Next, Lian Zhongfang walked in with the same expression.


Then it was Song Yanu's turn. Before entering the black fog, she turned around and smiled at Shu Guan:


Since she was so concerned about him, Shu Guan couldn't be too indifferent, so he also smiled at her and nodded:


"No, I meant, please watch out for me, Mr. Shu. If I encounter any dangers inside, I hope you can come to my aid."


Song Yanu giggled charmingly and gracefully entered the black fog.


So, outside the black fog, only Shu Guan was left.


Shu Guan took another look at the black fog.


It slowly flowed beneath him, like a thick ink, hiding what was inside.


Chapter 147 Bright Light_3