Leaning on a Wooden Crutch, Defending the Nation: An Emperor Protects Huaxia in His Twilight Years

Three years after the National Fortune Battlefield appeared, Huaxia had suffered defeat after defeat, and its resources were depleted.

At the fourth selection, the whole world held its breath.

The person chosen to represent Huaxia was, unbelievably, a ninety-nine-year-old nursing home resident with terminal cancer who could barely walk!

Enemy nations celebrated, the people at home despaired, and a hundredfold beast tide was about to descend.

Lu Chen simply set down his thermos and picked up a dead branch from the ground.

One sword strike, and an S-rank ferocious beast lost its head!

Two sword strikes, and the beast tide stretching ten thousand miles knelt in submission!

When the Scarlet-Blooded Dragon Emperor crawled out from the depths of the forbidden zone, chains dragging behind him, and bowed before the old man, the whole world fell silent.

“Your old servant welcomes the Sovereign back!”

Only then did people learn that the so-called National Fortune Forbidden Zone was none other than the homeland Lu Chen had fought in ten thousand years ago.

The divine inheritance others fought desperately to claim was merely a basic cultivation technique he had discarded.

The forbidden-zone gods others feared and worshipped were once his subordinates, too afraid to raise their heads before him.

And when the rifts between worlds opened once more and the gods gazed down upon Blue Star, Lu Chen stood at Huaxia's borders, leaning on his cane.

“This old man has spent his whole life guarding the mortal world.”

“And you think you're worthy of taking it?”