I am the Lu family's ancestor. I transmigrated here countless years ago, created the Primordial Chaos True Scripture, opened the Celestial Realm, and used my Primordial Chaos Immortal Aura to destroy all things. I was once the strongest person in the world.
After I fell, my body remained indestructible, yet a group of descendants dug me out of my grave and used me to kill their enemies!
Countless years after my death, the System finally arrived and helped me revive. Unfortunately, the path back to life is incredibly difficult, so I can only rely on these wretched descendants of mine.
At last, one day, I couldn't take it anymore and leaped out of my coffin.
They thought I was a reanimated corpse and tried to suppress me by force!
Sigh. What can an ancestor do when he's stuck with a bunch of worthless brats?
