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

The Old Knife Man's real name wasn't Old Knife Man; his name came from the knife he was currently carrying on his back.


Everyone knew that the Old Knife Man's knife was incredibly terrifying, but no one could say exactly how terrifying it was.


That's because anyone who had seen how terrifying this knife was had already died.


Now, Old Knife Man's palm was gently stroking the ox horn knife handle, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look.


The man in the windbreaker was not a threat; it was just a matter of cutting him in half with one stroke of the knife, just like those enemies who had died under his blade before.


What he was pondering was whether he could cut off the head of the flood dragon with one stroke of the knife.


In the end, Old Knife Man still felt uncertain.


So, he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.


Chapter 26: Chasing the Dragon (Part 2)