In a World of High Martial Arts, I Stand Above All Through the Ages

A single dream sends Chen Mu forty thousand years into the future. When he dies, he returns to reality with all his cultivation intact.

After learning that demons and monsters have unleashed wave after wave of dark upheavals, reducing human civilization to the chaos of a feudal dynasty, he panics.

Fortunately, the Southern Emperor and Snake Emperor of forty thousand years in the future are still little green snakes on Earth, the rampaging Dragon Lord of the North Sea has yet to leap through the Dragon Gate, and even the sect patriarch still has a face full of collagen.

An idea strikes Chen Mu. “Why not devour the flesh and blood of demons and monsters, refine the divine abilities of ferocious beasts, and become unrivaled throughout the ages, forty thousand years ahead of time?”

But first, he has to deal with one thing.

He looks at the demonic sect enchantress in his bed, whose body he has taken over. She waves a black banner and smiles sweetly:

“Husband, please enter the Demon-Summoning Banner!”

“My lady, I really am not a demon!”