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 51 Post-war
This...
The adherents of the Black Crow Sect were dumbfounded.
The divine protector beast, meticulously nourished by the sect with all its might and sustained with human blood, had just vanished... gone...
For a moment.
Countless gazes converged on Chen Mu as a hush fell over the crowd, which was followed shortly by the ashen faces of the Black Crow Sect members.
Conversely, the City Defense Division was greatly invigorated, with many not even hoping for the bounty money of a thousand taels, but simply wishing to quickly resolve the battle. Witnessing the instant collapse of the Black Crow Sect's morale, their own spirits naturally soared.
"Well done."
Xu Hongyu's expression remained cool, her eyes unrippled, but her soft sword suddenly grew three times sharper, creating a sword rain that completely engulfed the sect leader of the Black Crow Sect, blocking any escape.
She had originally planned to rush over and destroy the blood pool, but now her sword has changed its target.