Let You Guard the Tomb, You Have Awakened All the Ancient Emperors

Lu Yuan, who was unemployed after graduation, was forced to return to the countryside to inherit the dilapidated cemetery left by his grandfather. The real estate developer demolished the tomb late at night, dug out the tomb-holding chain with a shovel, and a heartbeat suddenly sounded in the unknown ancient tomb - [The Eternal Imperial Tomb System is activated! The world is experiencing a strange resurgence, the subway enters Huangquan Station, the ancient corpse in the museum opens its eyes, overseas gods come to the world to crush everything, and modern guns are completely ineffective. Humans knelt down to pray for God's blessing, but Lu Yuan lit three sticks of imperial incense and kicked open the tomb door: "The tombkeepers of future generations respectfully invite Emperor Chixiao to come out of seclusion!" That night, the light of the sword split the thunderclouds, and the emperor who had been dead for a hundred thousand years opened his eyes and came out of the coffin, killing all the strange things in the city with one sword. Others pray to gods and worship Buddha to survive, but Lu Yuan specializes in digging ancient emperors' tombs. When the witch brought disaster to the world, he invited the witch-suppressing emperor to suppress the sea with one hand; millions of Yin soldiers besieged the city, and the killing god emperor led a hundred thousand undead to step out of the mausoleum; deducing the secret of heaven to save the world, the emperor of heaven used the stars as a chess piece to move into the world. If foreign gods dared to cross the border, he would directly open eighteen tombs of the Demon-Suppressing Emperor. On the day when the sky collapsed and the world was overturned, everyone thought the end was coming, but they saw Lu Yuan pushing open the last gate of the cemetery. "One hundred and eight emperors, follow me on the expedition." All emperors came out together, and the whole world was trembling. But as all the imperial mausoleums were opened, an even more horrifying truth emerged: the emperors all voluntarily slept here, and Grandpa was not dead at all. The ownerless black tomb at the deepest part of the mausoleum was his past life that had been lost for 100,000 years. He is not a gravekeeper. He was the master that the Hundred Emperors had waited for for a hundred thousand years, and he was the man who buried the entire age of gods with his own hands.