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

Almost identical ripples, like sword qi, burst forth from his fingertips, colliding and intertwining with the sword qi Xu Hongyu swung towards him. Although they looked almost indistinguishable and the power within them was nearly equal, upon collision, Xu Hongyu's sword qi quickly dispersed, while the sword qi from Chen Mu's fingertips only dimmed slightly and continued flying towards Xu Hongyu.


"The same Yuan Gang True Essence, the same power of artistic conception, the more skillfully and proficiently you grasp it, the higher the level of solidification, and the greater the power unleashed,"


Chen Mu stopped his movements and looked at Xu Hongyu as he spoke.


Chapter 278 Number of Months_2