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

His body quickly sank to the bottom of the lake, his arm... no, it wasn't just his arm. Every inch of his skin, every bone, and every meridian, were all transmitting a drilling-like pain.


But a smile appeared on Shu Guan's face.


The first reason Shu Guan smiled was because he was not dead!


Just now, he had exchanged blows with a great Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, yet he had lived.


He didn't rely on any of the items left by the old cripple and the Nascent Soul Realm expert was, obviously, a powerful body cultivator.


But he had still clashed fists with him.


That punch just now was also Shu Guan's pinnacle punch.


Chapter 60: You're Really Twisted!