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 19th Military, which had resisted them for over a month, no longer had any escape routes and could only face complete annihilation by the riverside.


The enormous explosion drowned out the gunshots in the station and the thunderclaps in the sky.


This caused Shu Guan to ultimately turn back.


He then saw a massive cloud of black smoke and flames rising from under the bridge he had just crossed. Bricks and stones were scattered all around. A huge crack appeared on the robust bridge pier, and the entire bridge started to slowly tilt in the direction of the gap.


Without any hesitation or thought, Shu Guan turned and rushed over.


Under the bridge, in the tunnel, there was a little girl around five or six years old, dressed in tattered clothes, who had been playing around.


She was fortunate. None of the bricks and stones which flew around when the bridge pier was blasted had hit her.


Chapter 27: Carrying the Mountain (Very Satisfied with This Chapter) _3