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

Behind the main peak summit great hall, within the courtyard.


Acting Sect Master Qi Zhiyuan was listening to a report from a protector, his expression showing deep contemplation.


"Iron Hand Gang, Cuiyan Mountain Villa, Hong Family Fortress..."


There are various methods of transmitting information in this world. Apart from some very special information-class spirit weapons, there were dedicated scouts in the inspectorate to deliver intelligence, as well as specially trained demonic birds that could carry messages. The speed of these channels varied, and the choice of channel often depended on the importance of the matter.


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