After Eight Hundred Years of Immortality, I Descended the Mountain

"Master! I'm begging you, please come out of seclusion! The Jian Gong Group is going to demolish our temple, and they even plan to drown your grand-apprentice in the sea!"

In front of a dilapidated temple, a white-haired man in his eighties kneels before a statue, sobbing uncontrollably.

Crack!

The statue shatters, and a young man who looks barely over twenty steps out.

Seeing the excavator weighing dozens of tons before him, Chen Mu lifts it with one hand and casually tosses it off the cliff.

"I never wanted to get involved in karma, but you insisted on forcing me to act."

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