I Come from the Dawn of Time

Ten thousand years ago.

He was immortal and indestructible, suppressing all who lived in his age. To every cultivator, he was an insurmountable divide.

His cultivation reached the heavens, and he looked down upon the world. He was the most dazzling powerhouse on the road to immortality.

Ten thousand years later.

He breaks free of his prison and returns to the world in an invincible form.

In this life, he devotes himself to the Dao. He has no interest in meddling in other people's affairs or flirting with women...

Enemies, demons? No matter how many millennia you cultivate, your life and death are still in the palm of my hand.