The darkness is in turmoil, the world resurrects me

Jiang Ming had traveled through the Fantasy World and become an elder of the Taixuan Holy Land.

The ordinary him had successfully fooled a few talented disciples.

The eldest disciple had a peerless Saintly Being. He broke the curse in the Spirit End Era and shocked the world.

The rise of the second disciple, Trash, was heaven-defying.

The third disciple was born with a sword bone, but he was dug out when he was young…

Jiang Ming was very gratified.

He often boasted to others that he had once sat and watched the ages, pacified the forbidden zone of life, stopped the source of darkness, and then stepped into the heavens but there was no one.

However, the few disciples did not believe it. They felt that their master was getting old and letting his imagination run wild.

In the blink of an eye, his lifespan was approaching and his blood essence was exhausted. He did not have much time left. After he died, the True System would awaken.

"The awesome things I boasted about when I was alive can be realized after I die?”

Jiang Ming was shocked.

Thus, on the day of Jiang Ming’s burial, the outer realm shook and the world mourned. The river of time rumbled and the ancient bronze coffin appeared, causing a sensation throughout the world.

"Master didn’t lie to us?"

All the disciples were shocked.