As the last gravekeeper in China, Ling Chu works diligently to offer incense to all the ancestors every day.
Until the day when the spiritual energy is completely exhausted, the Tianwai Immortal Sect comes with endless spiritual tide, arrogantly demanding all the inheritance.
Ling Chu lit up with a smile: "Since you ancestors can't lie down anymore——"
The first pillar of incense was lit, and the Xuanyuan Sword emerged from the Huangdi Mausoleum;
The second pillar of incense burned out, and millions of soldiers and warriors in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor opened their eyes;
When the third pillar of incense was raised, tombstones all over China shook: "Which unworthy descendant woke me up from my sleep?"
