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

Chen Mu did not know that the carcass of the Red Jiao he had abandoned had been subsequently divided up by some Grandmasters. Even if he had known, he would not have cared too much, for indeed, only the blood essence of the Red Jiao was worth taking; the rest were not necessary to take if inconvenient.


He continued his exploration on the Fourth Layer, and several days passed in a blur.


"The changes in the Earth's Veins are so great, could it be that it can no longer be found?"


Chen Mu was still searching according to the records on the Demon Skin Map, only temporarily without any gains.


It was not entirely true to say there were no clues at all. In fact, the map marked some special areas as indicators, and Chen Mu had found one or two of these areas.


For example, the crevice he had passed by earlier, a region where magma surged, was one of the markers.


Chapter 363: Cave Heaven