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 185: Flowing Fire
After adapting to the Five Viscera Transformation twice, Chen Mu immediately left the courtyard.
It was now deep into the night, the pitter-patter of the rain had ceased at an unknown time, replaced by an obscure mist that enveloped the heavens and the earth, almost to the point where one couldn't see one's own fingers when extended.
The late hour combined with the dense fog meant that even for a martial artist, visibility was greatly reduced. However, within the county government, there were many hazy lights still, and from time to time, sounds of people and horses moving could be heard, indicating that despite the late hour during the tidal disaster, the county government was still bustling with activity.
Chen Mu didn't pay too much attention and, after discerning the direction, headed towards the smelting platform.