Night Wind Listener

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust.
What in this world could last forever?
Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth?
Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.

Da Xuan Martial Saint

This is a very spacious and wide cave, with even several thick pillars supporting the dome above.


The thick smell of blood was extremely pungent; looking towards the center, a blood-red Blood Pool was visible, with something inside it wriggling incessantly, sending shivers down one's spine.


Not far away, numerous followers of the Black Crow Sect were besieging a lone figure.


The one being besieged was none other than Xu Hongyu.


To say she was besieged, however, one wouldn't find the slightest wound on her body. Instead, beneath her feet lay corpses everywhere, and from time to time someone would die under her sword. Relying on her own strength, she battled many of the Black Crow Sect's higher-ups and even gained the upper hand!


The Sect Master of the Black Crow Sect wielded an iron staff, dancing airtight, standing right in front of Xu Hongyu, but his expression was significantly ugly.


Chapter 50 The Demon Rat