The Myriad Races Invade: I Am a Hundred-Year-Old God of War!

Jiang Tiance, a hundred-year-old God of War. At his birthday celebration, he finds nine coffins waiting for him, empty of all traces of his sons. Clutching his blade in grief and rage, he returns to the battlefield of ten thousand races! Alone, he takes on countless races and slaughters the foreign armies of countless nations! The green hills are fortunate to bury a loyal soul; there is no need to return wrapped in a horse’s hide. What need is there to be buried in one’s homeland? Wherever life takes you, green hills await!