Xuanhuan: I Died, Only to Be Dug Up

A thousand years ago, the world hailed me as the Emperor of the Dao, because I had achieved sainthood through my physical body and was immortal!

Of course, I still died in the end.

But a thousand years later, my worthless descendants can't even hold off an invasion by foreign races, so they dig me out of my grave and use me as a shield?!

"Ancestor! Your descendants are unfilial. Please lend us your body for a while!"

"Ancestor, the foreign races are attacking again. We need to borrow your body once more!"

"Ancestor, if all else fails, we'll refine you into a battle puppet!"

This is the story of an old corpse, dead for a thousand years, crawling out of his grave to sweep the world and steal a living all over again.

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This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.