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

Having finally acquired a spatial spirit weapon, Chen Mu's mood was also very pleasant at that moment. After all, many times in the past he had faced the inconvenient situation of carrying heavy objects, especially when exploring the Earthly Abyss, where the corpses of the Eighth Rank Demon Kings he had killed could mostly not be taken away. He could only take the most precious parts from their bodies, while the rest had to be reluctantly left behind.


If he had had such a 'Qiankun Pot' earlier, he would not have had to lose those valuable items.


The spatial spirit weapon that he had been longing for had finally been refined successfully. Chen Mu finally shook off many restrictions and returned to his residence, putting all sorts of accumulated items into the Qiankun Pot, feeling much more unencumbered in an instant.


Chapter 379: Qiankun Bottle_3