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's perception might not match a Celestial Human's level, but it was still a flight of fancy to think one could spirit away the Xunmu Spirit Liquid right under his nose. In a short moment, he had nearly wiped out all the fleeing Spirit People who had tried to escape with the liquid.


In total, he gathered about fifty-three catties of Xunmu Spirit Liquid.


At this time, Fang Yuan approached with a smile, holding up a wooden long bottle, and said, "These Spirit People thought they could escape with the Spiritual Liquid, but it wasn't so easy. I caught one, and in here there's a full thirteen catties of Xunmu Spirit Liquid..."


Fang Yuan said this as he handed over the wooden long bottle to Chen Mu without any intention of keeping it for himself.


Chapter 415: Convergence