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

Yet as time passed, he, Situ Shu, had ironically become someone else's whetstone. Even though it was visible to the naked eye that the Flowing Fire Blade in Chen Mu's hand was wearing away from clashing repeatedly due to its inadequate quality, Chen Mu's spirit seemed to grow ever more vigorous, burning intensely like fire.


Situ Shu was already in a difficult position, unable to get off the tiger he had mounted. He had to use up nearly all his mental strength to maintain the Winter Domain, which was becoming increasingly difficult to sustain against Chen Mu, leaving him less and less reserve strength. Facing Chen Mu's assaults, he could only brace himself to meet the attacks.


Finally, Chen Mu's eighteenth slash came crashing down.


Chapter 266 The Great Protector, Dead!_3