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

within a pavilion somewhere in the Cold North,


a figure in a mysterious robe was sitting straight in the pavilion, holding a cup of tea in his hand. The clear water in the tea cup suddenly rippled, reflecting a series of images that caught his eye.


The aura of the figure in the mysterious robe was as deep as an abyss, far beyond any Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster could compare, undoubtedly a true expert of the Blood Exchange Realm. And the expert clad in the robe of the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion, his identity was virtually self-evident.


Pavilion Master of the Mysterious Mechanism!


Chapter 387: Pavilion Master of the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion