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

Originally at a distance of thirty or forty yards, Meng Danyun and Zhao Zhenchuan, who had escaped another twenty or thirty yards, thought they were at a safe distance. But as soon as the monstrous fish demon, tainted by the Ancient Demon, opened its eyes, an invisible oppression spread over them, making their movements suddenly sluggish. They felt as though they were trapped in a quagmire, struggling to lift their feet.


Feeling the spread of that terrifying demon Qi behind him, he was horrified at that moment. Although he had never encountered a Seventh Rank demon, the Qi behind him, in his mind, was probably even more terrifying than Seventh Rank.


Could it be an Eighth Rank Ancient Demon?!


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