The Soul Has Passed Through Eighty-Five, and the Wife and Children Are on the Hot Bed

The master of the Void Refining Stage who luckily succeeded in overcoming the catastrophe no longer had any extra cultivation to condense his body, and his soul without substance was carried around by the breeze. He closed his eyes to rest, and did not even notice that he fell into the rift of time and space. When he opened his eyes again, he became a farmer who unfortunately drowned while fishing with his bare hands...