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.
Chen Mu did indeed want to measure his current strength against Elder Yu, for showcasing his abilities in front of Yu Jiujiang wasn't much of a concern. However, Yu Jiujiang was now in the twilight years of his life, barely maintaining the circulation of his Five Viscera. Whenever he exerted even a bit of his Gang Qi, his own Qi-Blood would deplete correspondingly. It was truly not suitable for him to spar with others, hence Chen Mu could only regretfully rein in his thoughts.