From a perspective beyond life itself, observe the love, hatred, and entanglements of cultivators wi

From a perspective beyond life itself, observe the love, hatred, and entanglements of cultivators within the vast river of time.

He emerged from a small, unremarkable town and stepped into the wondrous, dazzling world of cultivation. Sometimes moving quickly, sometimes slowly, pausing occasionally, but never truly stopping his journey.

In the Era of the End of Dharma, the Age of Emperors, the Era of Dark Turmoil... across every age, his figure could always be seen. And yet, the only thing he could do was watch his old companions pass away, one after another, and bid them a final farewell.

Chen Changsheng transmigrated into the boundless world of cultivation and awakened the Longevity System. For every year he slept, his lifespan increased by another year, and he gained a single attribute point.

"I, Chen Changsheng, have no interest in fighting and killing. I just want to sleep peacefully... and send off my old companions on their final journey when the time comes."

After sleeping for ten years, the village he once knew had changed completely.
After sleeping for a hundred years, the dynasty of the past had vanished into history.
After sleeping for a thousand years, the flowers he had casually planted had become precious spiritual herbs fought over by countless cultivators.
After sleeping for ten thousand years, the little bird he once kept had grown into a mighty demon emperor.

One day, Chen Changsheng casually drew the hatchet hanging at his waist and gently slashed. The sky split in two in an instant.

The Human Emperor: "Teacher, is it really you? Have you returned?"

The Master of the Forbidden Land: "My old friend... how should I face you now?"