Category: The Supreme of an Era

Dou Mu Yuanjun… Meng Qi’s heart sank. Could this be the same Dou Mu Yuanjun who had already reached the peak of the Outer Realm decades ago?
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It was the depth of winter in the north. The ruined temple was covered with a thick layer of snow, and footsteps crunched loudly as people trudged through it

“You, you…” The person who fell from the rooftop stared at Meng Qi with a mix of fear and hatred, trying to speak, but after a few convulsions, foamed at t

The bone-chilling wind and the vast, heavy snowfall blanketed the pine forest in a thick white layer, with only scattered patches of green visible.
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Because of the upcoming wedding, the gates of Jushen Manor were wide open, yet the guards stationed there were few in number and mostly clad in white robes,

Plum blossoms bloomed like fire, and snowflakes drifted like clouds. The Taoist wandered freely, complementing the scene beautifully. Yet in Wen Hengshui’s e

“Next.”
The voice was not loud, like the morning after a blizzard had ceased, yet it echoed like rolling thunder in the ears and minds of the crowd, c

Silence, an extreme silence.
The entire courtyard was devoid of any human voice, seemingly empty, yet the cold wind of a winter morning revealed that

Alright… Meng Qi almost blurted out instinctively, but fortunately controlled himself in time, refraining from answering directly. He maintained his compos

The situation changed swiftly like a hare springing up or a hawk swooping down. Except for the Azure Blood Dragon King and the Crimson Eyebrow Blade King, ev