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

"This is what it means for life to reach its natural end," Chen Mu observed Liu Wanzheng, who sat motionless in death, a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.


Since Liu Wanzheng neither fled nor resisted, Chen Mu did not mind granting him a dignified death; such a sitting transformation was essentially equivalent to dying of old age.


though Chen Mu had witnessed the scene of dying from natural causes, on the one hand, he did not have his current realm in the past, and on the other hand, those he had seen before were not Marrow Cleansing Grandmasters like Liu Wanzheng.


"He gave up tightly locking his own Qi-Blood, which is no different from the end of natural life. However, this seems somewhat different from what I previously thought," Chen Mu murmured to himself.


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