The Tang Dynasty of Ten Thousand Years

[Native to the Tang Dynasty] [No transmigration] [No rebirth] [No System] [No golden finger]

This Tang Dynasty is different. Princes and ministers, consorts and princesses, court officials and heroes of the wilds, common folk from the streets: they all take the stage.

Loyal Tang people fight to the death for their own vision of the Tang Dynasty, leaving rivers of blood in their wake.

In the seventeenth year of Zhenguan, the Sage built the Lingyan Pavilion in Daxing Palace. On the night it was completed, nine stars aligned in the sky.

For seven days, black winds swept across the Central Plains. Then came three days of solar eclipses and three days of lunar eclipses!

From then on, the Tang Dynasty became a different Tang Dynasty, lasting through the seventy-second year of Zhenguan.

On the Sage’s hundredth birthday, the fates of the officials in their crimson and purple robes stretched on for generations, and the Tang people lived long, lucid lives. The martial arts flourished, with inner force closely linked to one’s lifespan.

The hundred-year-old Sage is replacing the portraits of the heroes in the Lingyan Pavilion. The seventy-one-year-old Crown Prince is still the Crown Prince. Is this a change of imperial power, or a change in history?

With every step closer to the truth, reality grows farther away.

For the Tang Dynasty to enjoy boundless longevity, fight to the death and never retreat.