Wrestling Panda

"Sword Cultivators may die standing, but they shall never live on their knees!"
Xie Xuanyi fell into the Northern Sea, yet, under the nourishment of the "Undying Spring," he unexpectedly welcomed a second life.
Chronic ailments had faded, and new flames reignited.
A single ember can set the fields ablaze.
Enchantresses, Sword Immortals, Buddhist disciples... A multitude of demons danced chaotically as a great tide approached, heralding another golden age!
In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he would refine his body with golden vital energy, achieving indestructible, crystal-clear Vajra bones!
If the three hundred flying swords of the past were all broken, then he would forge an entire Sword Qi Cave Heaven!
"Talismans, formation patterns, Daoist techniques—I only know so much—"
Xie Xuanyi sat alone within a great array, with his former long sword placed across his knees.
"Who says the path realized by Sword Cultivators can only be the Sword Dao?"

Remould the Glory of Sword Art

Qi Lie, who had just spoken, suddenly realized the environment around him had changed...From the moment Chen Jingxuan rose to his feet, the entire Book Tower abruptly soared tens of thousands of feet.


Standing at the entrance of the Book Tower, Qi Lie slowly looked up.


The Book Tower was like a sky reaching immeasurably high.


Countless Golden Scrolls fluttered and floated overhead, like stars.


This was Chen Jingxuan's Pocket World, yet it could directly envelop him?


Qi Lie opened his mouth, his expression complex.


He knew the man before him was a peerless genius equal to his senior brother, but he hadn't taken him too seriously before. The Sky Watcher lineage had limited combat power, but at this moment he knew he was wrong. This Golden Tower was an extremely complete world of rules, every Golden Scroll floating, every Golden Line lingering, was the Power of Dao condensed by Chen Jingxuan.


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