Xiahou Yan shared a smile with everyone, then opened his mouth with a somewhat sighing tone.
The laughter gradually faded from the crowd.
In Chen Mu's mind, thoughts began to drift for a moment.
Xiahou Yan was sixty-seven this year. Although he had cultivated his Six Viscera to Perfection, since he had not become a grandmaster, his strength would gradually decline after he passed the age of one hundred and would approach the end of his lifespan by the age of one hundred and twenty.
Of course, compared to the average lifespan of less than forty years for those ordinary people in these chaotic times, even the infants born this year might not live as long as Xiahou Yan. A martial artist's journey of cultivation was ultimately different.
Not long ago,
