After practicing for a hundred thousand years, I dreamed of returning to the city.
In the Xuantian Continent, he is the "Feng Emperor" who rules all clans and is dictatorial for thousands of years.
He can pick up stars with one hand, cut off eternity with one sword, achieve the ninth level of "Tao Realm", and overwhelm all gods and Buddhas.
Once he returned, he found that only five years had passed and he was still the 28-year-old low-level social creature.
The company laid off employees, his girlfriend betrayed him, his creditors came to visit him... Everything in his life was in front of him.
Facing the difficulties faced by the wealthy young man, he smiled calmly: "I have lived for a hundred thousand years, what kind of wealthy family has I not seen? They can be destroyed with a snap of a finger."
Facing the provocation of the reclusive immortal cultivator, he stood with his hands behind his back: "The techniques that you regard as secrets in the forbidden area are just the remaining fragments of my play back then."
The earth's spiritual energy is revived, and the ancient seal is loosened.
When the world of immortality hidden in the city was about to move, and when the world was in crisis, the man who returned from a hundred thousand years slowly opened his eyes.
In this life, I don't want to be king and dominate, I just want to achieve perfection.
But if anyone offends me, I will let the gods and demons in the heavens know what it is - the return of the Lord!
