Da Xuan Martial Saint
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.
Chapter 158 Conspiracy
In the year 1428 of the Da Xuan Calendar, the ninth day of the first month.
For the common people of Yu City, it was a very ordinary day, the ninth day after the New Year, the cold of the harsh winter had not yet receded, and very few households went out, all staying at home huddled by their stoves.
This year's winter was not as hard as the last, without the 'extreme cold' weather or too much snow. Some of the elderly were worried, feeling that a year without heavy snow might turn out to be an even worse year.
Compared to the millions of common folk of Yu City,
the slightly higher powers had, in varying degrees, felt a change on this day, a shift in the atmosphere, a sense of tension amid the winter's cold.