When Zhou Yi woke up, he realized that he had become the prison guard of the Heaven Dungeon. Although he was fortunate enough to find a Fruit of Eternal Life, he did not possess any powers to protect himself. In a world of cultivation where demons and monsters roamed freely, Zhou Yi decided to hide himself and train for thousands of years. Time passed by quickly. The child he had freed 100 years ago had become the founder of the Great Qian Empire. The teenager he had helped 1000 years ago had become the elder of a celestial sect. The pet he had kept 10000 years ago had become the Absolute Demon King of Foreign Lands. This is the story of a normal person who has eternal life, the story of how he watched countless events unfold and eventually becomes the Supreme Celestial of Eternal Life.
The remaining merit was distributed, which could win over a large number of capable civilian and military officials.
"Rest assured, my lord, Commander Xie and I will surely remember this great kindness," said the subordinate.
Magistrate Zeng's face showed joy. He and Commander Xie both served as officials in Jiajing Prefecture and would have each other's back when they moved to the capital.
Suddenly.
An aged voice came through the wind.
"Even racing here both day and night, I am still too late!"
"Who?"
"Protect the Head Supervisor!"
The hundred-plus martial barbarians, all martial arts masters with reaction speeds far beyond ordinary people, immediately formed a protective circle around Zhou Yi upon hearing the voice.
Zhou Yi followed the sound and saw an old man walking slowly toward them.
His hair was disheveled, his face aged, wearing hemp garments with an iron bar slung across his waist, and carrying a bloody head in his left hand.