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

In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed.


In the bamboo forest among the mid peaks of Spirit Profound Peak, there was a slightly open area.


"The mountain, unwavering and imposing, does not merely pertain to your body, your stance and moves, but also all your thoughts must be unified and steadfast to achieve harmony between intent and force and to comprehend this path."


Chen Mu, dressed in green clothes, was guiding a spear-training girl in her cultivation.


The girl, dressed as an Inner Sect Disciple, was filled with Qi-Blood. Despite her slim figure and fair skin, it seemed as though her limbs contained the strength of thousands of pounds, her spear moves powerful and heavy, capable of splitting stones.


Chapter 343: Tortoise Ageing Powder