After Being in a Restricted Area for a Hundred Years, I Will Still Be a Teenager When I Return.

A hundred years ago, Wang Du stepped into the restricted area of ​​Tianyuan. His soul lamp went out and everyone thought he was dead. Today, he came out alive - his cultivation was completely ruined and his spiritual roots were broken. A beauty regrets her marriage, a sect undergoes changes, and all forces take action upon hearing the news. Everyone is asking the same question: What is in the restricted area? "Wang Du, I'll give you two choices. One, marry me; two..." Deep in the abyss, the voice of the woman in red dress came from the darkness. "I choose two." Wang Du did not hesitate. One hundred years of imprisonment, nine agreed shackles, and a wooden sign of unknown origin. What he brought out from Tianyuan was far more than just one life. When everyone thought he was useless, he walked into a small border town and knocked on a door that had not been opened in twenty years. Behind the door was a lame old man with yellow teeth and the smell of alcohol. "Rebuilding the foundation? It's not difficult." The old man grinned, his cloudy eyes reflecting the moonlight. But what Wang Du didn't know was that the cup of bad wine was mixed with dragon's blood. Nine promises, nine keys. Behind every door he opened lurked the skeleton of a dragon—and an increasingly less human reflection of himself.