I traveled through time and became the last disciple of a dilapidated sect. Before his death, my master left only one sentence: "Under the mountain gate are buried the ancestors of all generations. If they are dug out, the sect will survive." He picked up the shovel and dug out the first coffin - inside lay the founder of the mountain, who was cultivated in the Nascent Soul stage and whose body is incorruptible. The second coffin - lay the second generation leader, who was in the stage of becoming a god, holding the lost Zhenzong sword manual in his arms. The third coffin - lay a third-generation elder who had cultivated in the Void Refining Stage. A high-grade spiritual vein was pressed under the coffin board. When Cheng Yan dug up the ninety-ninth coffin, the entire world of immortality went crazy. "Sect Master Cheng, is your sect still short of elders? I am willing to sign a life-and-death contract!" "Sect Master Cheng, my daughter Tianlinggen, please accept her as a disciple!" Cheng Yan looked at the coffins scattered all over the mountain and sighed: "Don't worry, I will bury the ancestors first - they said they would line up to bask in the sun."
