The Reborn God of War

During the summer before his final year of high school, just before he was due to start university, the protagonist accidentally transmigrated to another world. By a stroke of fortune, he learned the path of cultivation. Thanks to his extraordinary talent, it took him only a few hundred years to reach the level of an ancestral master in that world. He had already become invincible, but while fighting for a spiritual treasure, he was besieged by powerful figures from ten planes. Just as Ye Xuan was defeated and his soul shattered, the treasure stirred and brought him back to the past.

In truth, this was not merely his personal opinion. It was also the genuine worry deep in his heart: he couldn't shake the feeling that things were moving far too quickly.

At that moment, Sun Batian narrowed his eyes, which seemed able to see through everything, and looked at Sun Lianhai with an ambiguous smile. He slowly asked, “What? Do you think I've been too hasty, like everyone else?”

Sun Lianhai shuddered from head to toe. A fine layer of sweat instantly broke out across his forehead.

Flustered, he waved his hands again and again, denying it. “No, no, absolutely not! Ancestor, you are wise and mighty. Every decision you make is naturally the result of careful deliberation. How could a nobody like me dare question you in the slightest?”