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.
"Shh."
Meng Danyun secretly gestured for Chen Mu to be quiet with a shushing hand motion.
Indeed, she had reached the second step in both the Xun Wind and Kan Water Artistic Conceptions, yet at this moment, she had no desire to make it known or show off. She simply wanted to conceal her strength like Chen Mu, waiting for the right time to strike unexpectedly and catch her opponent off guard.
"Junior Brother, have you gained anything from your recent retreat and cultivation?"
Meng Danyun changed the subject and asked.
Chen Mu couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. His situation was different from Meng Danyun's. While he had always kept a low profile, his opponents had already mentally placed him at a higher level, but in reality, he was two or three levels higher than that.