He is dead.
The 127th time.
Lu Heng opened his eyes and found that he was lying in a strange body again - the medicine man servant of Qingyun Sect, who had just been poisoned to death, and the remaining body temperature was still there.
This is his curse: live forever but must die every hundred years. Death will take away cultivation, but not memory. Over the past 30,000 years, he has been a founder, a devil, established a chamber of commerce spanning nine heavens and ten lands, and has also been his enemy in the long history.
But now, he is just a waste without even spiritual roots.
But waste happens to be the best disguise.
When the pursuers followed the line of cause and effect, they found:
- The founder of the Taixu Immortal Sect three thousand years ago was also named Lu Heng
- The master of the empress who unified the world of mortals five hundred years ago was still Lu Heng
- Even the mysterious businessman who was bidding with them at the auction was also Lu Heng
"This is impossible! How can a person live for thirty thousand years?"
Lu Heng turned the jade ring on his thumb - a habit left over from his first life - and chuckled into the void:
"It was never me you were tracing."
"It's history itself."
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