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

With a terrifying pressure permeating the air,


Chen Mu stood in place, without any movement, just watching the yellow-faced man standing opposite with a light gaze. The invisible Power of Heaven and Earth flowed around him, intertwining and clashing with the emerging demonic power from his opponent, subtly hinting at a scene of division.


"Thousand-face Demon Venerable Sang Huai,"


"Going to great lengths to draw away Elder Murong, one would think this isn't all you're capable of."


His eyes, deep and waveless as ancient wells, watched as the last vestige of the spiked poison needle that had attacked him finally extinguished at its tip, then completely turned into black dust and scattered, completely obliterated.


With the rigorous shaking of the Power of Heaven and Earth, the demonic power in front of Sang Huai, as red as fresh blood, suddenly showed a web of cracks, causing his expression to change slightly.


Chapter 293: Might of One Strike!