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

Sect master Xiang Yuan from the Kaoshan sect let out a muffled groan. His massive, giant build still couldn't withstand the recoil of this vigorous force, and he stumbled backward more than ten steps. Each step that landed shattered the blue stone bricks beneath his feet, forming deep pits like a spider's web.


The Supreme Elder of the Divine Hammer Sect, Taishi Mao, lost control of the giant hammer in his hand. He flew back dozens of feet, staggered, and only managed to barely stabilize himself after retreating seven or eight steps upon landing.


The other Blood Exchange Experts were also sent flying, all shaking in retreat under one move from Chen Mu!


"These cowardly rats, using such tricks is one thing, but you, a dignified celestial, dare not face me head-on. What a disgrace for a celestial, a true shame to all celestials."


Revised: Chapter 465 Blood Stained Golden Throne! (9k2)_2