Sharp Knife

In this lawless realm of martial arts, I unsheathe my sword and ascend, its blade cutting through the emptiness, devoid of guilt or remorse. In a world where no being adheres to the Dao, I execute judgment with the sharp edge of my blade. Beneath the icy scrutiny of the starlit sky, I brandish my sword with disdain.
The journey to the Great Dao is fraught with challenges, but with a single stroke of my sword, I carve a path, standing supreme and unparalleled!

Heaven Slaying Blade

Chu Mo's words struck like a thunderbolt, shocking everyone present. Even Tu Yong, who was unaware of such matters.


"The reason why the Demon Clan has always sought to invade the Yanhuang territory is mainly due to their extremely harsh living environment," Chu Mo said, looking at the Windwalker. "It can't even compare to the Heavenly Realm, let alone the Spirit Realm! It's not that there is no spirit energy, but the places they inhabit are very primitive." He asked, "As a Quasi-Supreme, you must know about the Primordial Chaos epoch, right?"


"Primordial Chaos?" The Windwalker nodded with a gloomy expression: "Yes, I know it."


"Then I'll spare the details in describing the Demon Clan's environment," Chu Mo continued. "In essence, it closely resembles the Primordial Chaos epoch of the Yanhuang territory."


"How could this be possible?" The Windwalker looked incredulous.


Chapter 1283: Radical