The Immortal World's Old Ancestor Is Passing Himself Off as a Good-for-Nothing

Everyone laughs at my damaged spiritual roots, calling me the biggest good-for-nothing the sect has seen in a century. I have endured endless mockery and humiliation.

Yet no one knows that I am the supreme immortal who slept for ten thousand years. Once, a mere wave of my hand could shatter the stars, and a single word from me could decide the fate of the world.

Now I have returned to the mortal realm, seeking only a quiet place to recover and cultivate.

You little ants think you can flaunt your power before me?

When the winds of change rise again, I will shake the Nine Heavens with a single sword, and the entire cultivation world will kneel at my feet!