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

"You… plan to undergo the Heavenly Tribulation?" The old man with a smoking pipe looked at Chu Mo with some surprise: "Here?"


The old man with the smoking pipe looked worriedly at Chu Mo, furrowing his brows slightly: "Are you sure you are ready?"


As a descendant of the Chu Clan's ancestral lineage, the old man with the smoking pipe knew better than anyone else the path Chu Mo was on. The Chu Clan's lineage itself was renowned for powerful physical bodies, and their cultivation focused on tempering the body itself.


But Chu Mo was different; he also carried the bloodline of the highest order from another world. This meant that the Chu Clan's path of body refinement was not entirely suitable for Chu Mo. Therefore, though the old man was concerned, he did not know how to advise Chu Mo. Indeed, Chu Mo's current state was already beyond his guidance.


In some respects, Chu Mo's path had surpassed him, surpassed everyone.


Chapter 1311: Emperor's Heavenly Tribulation