Time Has Been Frozen for Me for Ten Thousand Years

The familiar world underwent a dramatic change. Li Ming was frozen in time until one day, he could move again.

Beasts gained intelligence and formed tribes.

Towering trees, dozens of meters tall, that kept monsters in pens.

Tiny sprites, weak on their own but numbering in the billions.

A moving jungle that no one could leave once they entered. Could it be some kind of endless cycle?

A deserted village, yet when night fell, noisy sounds came from somewhere. Where were they?

A quiet little town, small but with everything one could need. It seemed to have some extraordinarily important people.

In a bustling metropolis, screams rang out from the shadows, while red eyes watched passersby from the street.

From the mountains and deep waters came the voice of a mighty cultivator preaching the Dao. People gave everything they had to join his sect.

The ancient road reopened, and prodigies from every era embarked on their journeys.

In this great age, Li Ming threw himself into it heart and soul, beginning a new journey to invincibility.

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