I Just Got Unearthed, and I've Got Ten Thousand Years of Sleepy Rage

[Gravekeeper] [Body Forging] [Invincible Protagonist] [Raising an Empress] [Aesthetic Violence]

Ten thousand years ago, the Immortal Court shattered and the gods fell.

As the sole gravekeeper of Kunlun, he bore a colossal bronze coffin that had suppressed the ages, then buried himself deep within the Burial Ridge.

Ten thousand years later, a band of foolhardy tomb raiders dug up his grave.

Gu Chen awoke to find that the world had changed.

Those who had once stolen the Dao and been reviled were now revered as “sages,” worshiped by the masses.

The heroic spirits he had personally laid to rest had been branded in the history books as fiends whom everyone was duty-bound to destroy.

The various sects fought to the death over half a severed finger of a True Immortal, even though to him it was no more than a fairly tasty snack.

This was an age of declining laws and the end of the Dharma.

Spiritual roots are everything, and mortals are no more than ants?

Gu Chen looked at his dantian, which held not a trace of spiritual energy, then at the coffin lid in his hand, which had smashed the heads of countless gods and demons. He grinned.

“Who says you need a spiritual root to cultivate immortality? One swing of this coffin lid, and even Heaven itself will have to kneel and speak to me!”

On his first day out of the coffin, he casually rescued a fallen princess.

“If this world has turned right and wrong upside down, then I’ll put you on the throne, and this old relic will personally bury the hypocritical heavens!”