I Live Forever in a Chaotic Age

Li Tang opened and closed his eyes, only to transmigrate to the final years of a dynasty.

In this age, warlords carved up the land, people lived in misery, and the deep mountains were strewn with bones.

In this age, foreign powers watched hungrily, cannons pounded at the passes, and warships sank beneath the waves.

In this age, cultivators had no hope of immortality, the people’s rites and music had fallen into chaos, humanity’s path had veered astray, and evil overpowered righteousness.

Caught in the surging tide of the times, Li Tang wielded talismans in his left hand and a sword in his right. He would fight for eternal life and for peace that would endure for all generations.