On the day when his spiritual roots were taken away and his path was destroyed, Gu Jiuya lay down in the bronze coffin in the ancient forbidden land with a heart filled with ashes.
I wanted to wait quietly for death, but I slept for ten thousand years.
When he wakes up, the immortals and demons change their owners, the sect is destroyed, and even the enemies have ascended to become saints.
Gu Jiuya lowered his head and glanced at the bronze coffin with divine light flowing under him:
"Holy Lord? Is it very powerful? Can it be beaten better than my coffin?"
