Proving the Dao: It Began When I Dug Up the Female Emperor's Grave

Practicing cultivation is worse than signing in, and signing in is worse than robbing graves.

After accidentally transmigrating to a fantasy world of nine heavens and ten lands, with a thousand-mile river of stars,

he finds a hundred thousand graves on the battlefield of gods and demons.

At the end of the immortal path, who stands at the peak? One glimpse of Gu Chuan's tomb, and it's empty.

Yin and yang, sun and moon, which is stronger? First, see how fierce the ghosts are.

The Heavenly Dao has neither beginning nor end. Digging for treasure is never a waste.

First dig up the Ruthless One, then the Void. Transcending the Dao lies in the heart.

An unrivaled Great Emperor rises in the name of archaeology. What, you say I'm not an archaeologist? Better guard your ancestral tomb.

Gu Chuan's eyes gleam green as he says this.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.