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

Earlier, lying there as if he were on his last breath, he suddenly erupted with a burst of blood light at this moment. The blood-red light spread and intertwined, wrapping around his body in an instant and once again unleashing a surge of demonic might. His whole body slammed backward, shattering more than ten zhang of mud layer and momentarily creating distance between him and Chen Mu.


It was at this time that the piece of ink-jade scale armor at the bottom of Chen Mu's palm, permeated with dark light and demonic power, finally cracked, and shattered entirely, falling and impaling itself onto a rock.


At a distance, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared beside the Demon Venerable of the Cold North Earth, covered in a layer of ink-jade-like scale armor that emanated demonic power and momentum that was many times stronger than the Demon Venerable's.


Eighth Rank Supreme of the Sky Demon Sect, Ink-Jade Demon Venerable.


Chapter 327: He Is Already a Qiankun Grandmaster!_2