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

Among the ruins, Chen Mu walked step by step. Everywhere he passed, the corpses of Martial Artists and disciples from the Heavenly Corpse Sect, refined or not, were all shattered to pieces, with occasional trinkets and such falling from their bodies. However, the quality of these objects was too inferior. Chen Mu glanced over them and had no interest in picking them up.


It wasn't until he passed by the body of a protector of the Heavenly Corpse Sect that, after the Yuan Gang True Essence shattered the corpse, a jet-black bottle fell out. That's when Chen Mu finally extended his hand and called out. A trace of invisible Qi Force grasped it and brought it into his hand.


A rich Evil Qi emanated from within the bottle.


With just one glance, Chen Mu recognized what was inside and promptly put the lid back on.


Chapter 287 Underground