Offering flowers before the Buddha

Our world had been polluted.
The emergence of Extraordinary Creatures, legends of ghosts and demons, Cultivation and Evolution, the clash of mystical objects and techniques, the doors to other dimensions had been opened. Some fought to cross, others fled... All of this began after the Sky Tipping.

The Post Sky Tipping Era

Qi-Blood was declining; his peak had passed, and it seemed he was about to lose...


"I don't believe it. My 'Wind Listening Blade' has been glorious all my life; could it be that today I, Jin Zhihuan, will be killed by a Bone Training Martial Artist? I can't accept this result. Even if today I cannot escape death, I will take you down with me." Jin Zhihuan howled again, forcibly stirring up all the Qi-Blood in his body, reigniting the dimming Sword Gang with brilliant light at this moment.


At this moment, he no longer held the blade in one hand, for his right arm had gone numb, trembling and unable to hold the blade steady, so he gripped the blade with both hands.


Fist Power, Qi-Blood, and even the last bit of spirit in his withered body was fully extracted.


Jin Zhihuan, amidst a trance, seemed to have caught a glimpse of the path of the Upper Three Realms Martial Artist.


Chapter 134: Killing the Heart_2