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

A protector laughed cheerfully as he raised a tea cup towards Duanmu Chun.


Though the planning this time was initiated by a steward below him, the credit was naturally first attributed to Duanmu Chun who was in charge. In a moment, nearby stewards also raised their glasses to Duanmu Chun.


Seeing this, Duanmu Chun couldn't help but shake his head slightly and said, "The matter isn't over yet, it's too early to celebrate."


"The overall situation is already decided, how can it be too early?"


A protector sitting further down laughed and spoke.


Other protectors and stewards also looked over.


Almost at that moment, an indifferent voice suddenly came from behind the crowd, "Oh, what's this about the situation being decided? I'd like to hear more."


Chapter 263 Battle Begins_2