23 Results with the "Martial Arts," genre
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Chapter 20: Awakening
In the quiet sanctuary of a rain-lashed courtyard, mercy becomes a fragile shield against the encroaching storm of demonic pursuit. Thunder rumbled distantly as Ning Changjiu secured the courtyard gate with his umbrella, latching it firmly against the relentless downpour. His gaze fell upon the white-clad woman sprawled lifelessly on the ground. A Wounded Sword Immortal Her jade-like form was drenched in crimson, both sleeves shredded to ribbons. Stark sword marks scarred her snow-white arms,…- 2.1 M • Ongoing
- In the clash of sword and claw, a battle of wills unfolds, where a single moment of hesitation can mean the difference between life and death. Thunderclaps roared over Phoenix Lake, their echoes reverberating through the stormy sky. The old fox, manipulating the Witchmaster’s body, vanished from his spot in an instant, leaving only a ripple of demonic energy in his wake. A Clash Above the Lake A white-robed woman streaked through the air like a rainbow, her graceful form intercepted mid-flight…
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Chapter 02: Astonishment
When all the glamour fades, simplicity returns to its true form... Chen Nan awoke to the soft embrace of warm bedding, the patter of rain outside, and the gentle glow of a single oil lamp casting a serene light across the room. For a fleeting moment, he felt as if he had returned home, his heart enveloped in a rare warmth. A Kind Respite The door creaked open, revealing a woman in her fifties, her face radiating kindness. “You're awake, young man. You really don’t know your own strength,…- 140.4 K • Ongoing
- Having traversed the primordial chaos of the cosmos and distilled the essence of heaven and earth… Even after escaping the six realms of reincarnation, one cannot evade the upheavals of the cosmos… The Divine-Demon Cemetery lies at the heart of the Tianyuan Continent. Beyond housing the remains of humanity's greatest warriors and the pinnacle cultivators among otherworldly beings, every other tomb within this sacred ground holds an ancient god or demon—a resting place reserved solely for the…
- 140.4 K • Ongoing
- Explore Shen Mu (Tomb of Gods), a fantasy donghua adapted from Chen Dong’s hit novel. Season 2 released on Youku in Aug 2025 with new story arcs.
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Chapter 18: The Old Fox’s Torch
Not a single drop of rain fell upon Phoenix Lake. Across the vast expanse, thick ice sealed the surface. The suspended moisture condensed into a steady fall of hailstones. A masked woman of the Sword Edict Heaven Sect stood upon the frozen lake, leaning on her sword. Blood trickled from beneath her mask. She lifted her head. High above, the blood-red specter of the demon fox coiled around the old man. The Witch Sovereign, clutching a burning ancient scroll, struggled desperately to hold her…- 2.1 M • Ongoing
- In the dim attic, Song Ce gripped a copper pestle over a foot long, engraved with ancient inscriptions, and strode swiftly through the palace’s shadowy corridors. Since the emperor had dismissed all attendants when retrieving the pestle, the outside clamor had not yet reached this place. Because he lacked imperial blood, the pestle had already burned his palm red and swollen. Yet Song Ce still clutched it tightly, his expression calm, bordering on indifference. He recalled the emperor’s shocked,…
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- In the dimly lit world, the imperial palace lay silent deep within its halls. Its vast roof stretched like the wings of a mythical bird, while the glazed tiles, wet with rain, glistened in hues neither loud nor still. Within the palace, floor lamps burned brightly. The young emperor stood beside a golden pillar coiled with dragons, gazing out at the rain-drenched landscape. He recalled the moment earlier when a blue-and-white sedan chair had entered the palace. As the supreme ruler of the realm, he…
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- When Bloodfeather emerged from the water, the two pursuers hadn’t followed. The three figures in his line of sight had become little more than distant dots, still locked in confrontation, too preoccupied to notice him. A flicker of relief at narrowly escaping death mingled with an inexplicable sense of loss. Who would have thought that someone as significant as himself would ultimately be ignored? He couldn’t fathom the origin of that fiery mass either—what was it that had instilled such…
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- Amidst the autumn rain, countless crimson sparrow feathers were drenched, drifting down in fragments. Even after striking the ground, the blood feathers retained vitality, sizzling as rain vaporized into mist. Gradually, they lost all warmth beneath the relentless downpour. Spiritual energy trembled between heaven and earth. Under the clash of sword energy and demonic aura, the city’s rain shattered into mist, swirling into a sky-filling fog. Amidst the haze came cries of birds, the clang of…
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