He lived for five thousand years.
From the barbaric era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period when a hundred schools of thought contended.
I have seen Fuxi perform Bagua, I have seen Shen Nong taste a hundred herbs, I have seen Ji Fa holding the Human Emperor Sword to pieces on the night of the Battle of Muye, and 400,000 dead souls crying "No Surrender".
From then on, the fate of the human race was cut off, the monks withered, and the life span of mortals was only sixty.
Everyone is waiting to die.
Only he is waiting for someone.
Sand Dune Palace, two nights before the death of Qin Shihuang.
This immortal man, who was regarded as a madman by everyone in the world, opened the palace door.
"Your Majesty, don't die. I will take you to take back the lives of the human race."
From then on, the Great Qin Cavalry was no longer flesh and blood.
Modern technology collides with ancient cultivation, a psychic heavy crossbow is set up at the top of Xianyang City, and Tiangongyuan roars day and night.
The nine fragments of the Human Emperor Sword were used to cast the Nine Cauldrons to control the Nine Provinces.
When he accompanied the eternal emperor as he stepped out of the earth and looked into the depths of the starry sky——
A pair of eyes that had been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years slowly opened.
"Human Emperor... You finally remembered."
