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

Many Elders rushed to congratulate Qin Mengjun, while the numerous protectors and stewards behind them were all glancing at each other with astonishment in their hearts, unable to calm down, and they too rushed to pay their respects to Qin Mengjun.


Chen Mu, who quietly descended from behind Qin Mengjun, essentially did not attract much attention.


However, Zhao Zhenchuan and Meng Danyun not far away noticed Chen Mu almost immediately. The two were slightly surprised; they had not expected Chen Mu to be with Qin Mengjun.


Chen Mu descended from the Mystic Tortoise's back and saw Meng Danyun and the others, nodding slightly to her.


some other Elders finally turned their gaze toward Chen Mu, and soon someone noticed the Houtu Spirit Spear he held in his hand. For them, being Grandmasters, a Spirit Weapon was naturally something they could recognize at a glance.


Chapter 339: New Supreme_3