“Where is this? Earth…”

Yang Zhen, lying on the bed, was awakened by a gentle breeze.

He stared blankly for more than half a minute before confirming that he was back.

In his mind, the memories of Earth were already fading.

Because of cultivating immortality, time was no longer a measure of his life.

Perhaps it was hundreds of years ago, perhaps thousands of years ago…

Yang Zhen glanced at the calendar on the desk, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Because it showed May 22, 2022.

In his memory, he should have died half a year ago.

To be precise, he had ascended.

One day in November 2021, Yang Zhen was involved in a terrible car accident.

In that car accident, his physical body was completely destroyed.

However, his divine consciousness was saved by Xing Chi Shang Xian (Star Swift Immortal) of the Tiandao Sect (Way of Heaven Sect), and he left Earth, embarking on the path of cultivating immortality.

In the vast years that followed.

Yang Zhen showed his talent and perseverance, standing out from the crowd.

After countless tribulations and adventures, he finally grew into a supreme being.

With a thought, he could shatter the stars.

With a flip of his hand, he could cover the sky.

……

But at this moment, Yang Zhen was lying on the bed, his head empty.

He couldn’t recall even a bit of those memories about cultivation.

His muscles were also severely atrophied, and his limbs were weak and feeble.

Regarding all this, he came up with the most reasonable deduction.

That deduction was: after that car accident, he did not die; he was just in a coma for half a year.

As for cultivating immortality? That was just a fleeting dream.

As memories flooded back, Yang Zhen gradually realized sadly that he was not a supreme being in the Immortal Realm…

He was just a poor middle-aged man among all living beings.

Just a year ago, he was still a corporate slave at an internet company.

Living a 996 life (9 a.m. to 9 p.m., 6 days a week) between two points.

He was motivated enough and worked hard enough.

But the company still issued him a ‘graduation certificate.’

He had done nothing wrong.

It was just that, for the company, he was too old at thirty-five.

After being ‘optimized’ by the company, Yang Zhen had no source of income.

But life would not show him any mercy.

Millions in mortgage debt, the elderly parents’ care, the child’s schooling… pressed on his back, making it hard for him to breathe.

After several unsuccessful job searches, Yang Zhen started driving for ride-hailing services.

Although it was hard work, it was enough to barely support his family.

But then, the car accident happened…

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen felt that he might as well have stayed asleep.

Or simply died, it would have been a relief.

Of course, Yang Zhen would not really die; he could not afford to die.

His parents were still alive, and his child was still young.

What’s more, there was his wife, Lin Xiaoyin.

From the tidiness of the room, it could be seen that his wife had not abandoned him.

Yang Zhen was greatly moved; with such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?

Just as Yang Zhen was thinking about how to regroup, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening outside.

Yang Zhen could tell that it was Lin Xiaoyin coming back.

He was overjoyed and quickly lay down, closing his eyes, thinking of giving his wife a surprise.

But the next moment, Yang Zhen’s heart sank to the bottom.

Because Lin Xiaoyin did not come back alone; she brought back a man.

Listening to the voice, it was his good friend, Cao Dapeng.

The two seemed to have just returned from shopping, talking and laughing with each other.

They sounded like a couple living together.

Yang Zhen was stunned, and then, his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He thought that Cao Dapeng was his best brother.

The two were extremely close, so close that they could wear the same pair of pants.

Even the ride-hailing car that Yang Zhen drove was lent to him by Cao Dapeng.

But at this moment, the woman he loved most and his best brother were flirting outside.

The heavy blow brought by the double betrayal made a surge of despair well up in his heart.

And at the same time, there was also a strong killing intent!

Suddenly, Yang Zhen awakened the killing aura of the Immortal Realm Supreme, as well as… those memories and methods of cultivating immortality!

It turned out that all of that was not a dream at all!

Yang Zhen’s eyes flashed with killing intent, as if it were tangible.

Just as he was about to burst out of the door, he suddenly heard Lin Xiaoyin’s terrified voice from outside.

“Cao Dapeng, what are you doing?! Let go of me…”

Yang Zhen’s heart trembled, and his expression was complicated.

It turned out that he had misunderstood Lin Xiaoyin; she had not cheated on him.

But Cao Dapeng was obviously more hateful than he had thought.

Outside the room.

Cao Dapeng was grabbing Lin Xiaoyin’s wrist, pressing her against the wall, his eyes flashing with bestial desire.

“Xiaoyin, I beg you, just give me a chance, follow me, and I promise you will have a good life in the future!”

Lin Xiaoyin gasped in anger, “Cao Dapeng, I really didn’t expect you to be this kind of person. If Yang Zhen wakes up, he will definitely not let you go!”

Cao Dapeng chuckled lewdly twice.

“You’re still waiting for that good-for-nothing to wake up! I advise you to give up as soon as possible!”

“Besides, if I hadn’t helped him, he would have died long ago! If I were him, I would have sent you to my bed to thank me for helping your family…”

Filled with shame and anger, tears welled up in Lin Xiaoyin’s eyes.

She gritted her teeth and cursed, “Cao Dapeng, you bastard!”

Even a rabbit will bite when cornered. In a fit of anger, Lin Xiaoyin kicked Cao Dapeng in the lower abdomen.

Cao Dapeng cried out in pain, clutching his stomach. Lin Xiaoyin took the opportunity to run out.

Cao Dapeng reacted and chased after her in a few steps.

He grabbed Lin Xiaoyin again and threw her onto the sofa.

“Damn it, you stinky bitch, you won’t accept a toast, so you have to drink a forfeit! If I don’t make you submit today, wouldn’t my efforts for the past six months be in vain?”

Lin Xiaoyin shouted for help, and humiliating tears streamed down her face.

Just when she was about to despair, she suddenly heard a bang.

Immediately afterward, there was a familiar but long-lost voice.

“Cao Dapeng, stop it!”

It was Yang Zhen!

Cao Dapeng’s heart trembled!

“Yang Zhen? You’re awake?”

A sneer hung on the corner of Yang Zhen’s mouth: “It’s a good thing I woke up in time…”

Cao Dapeng immediately put on a smiling face.

“Haha, brother, it’s actually a misunderstanding; it’s not what you think at all. We’ve been brothers for so many years. Don’t you know what kind of person I am…”

With the evidence as solid as a mountain, Cao Dapeng still wanted to quibble.

Yang Zhen said coldly, “Do you think I’m blind?”

Cao Dapeng’s mouth twitched twice, but a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

“Yang Zhen, what if I’m caught by you today?”

“If you know what’s good for you, just roll back into the room and lie down, pretending that nothing happened; otherwise, you’ll just be making yourself miserable by seeing it!”

“I don’t mind doing it in front of you!”

Yang Zhen had been lying in bed for half a year, and his muscles had long atrophied and degenerated; he was not to be feared at all.

And Cao Dapeng had been coveting Lin Xiaoyin’s beauty for a long time.

If he missed this village, he might not find another shop!

Since things had come to this, Cao Dapeng decided to go all the way.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a dark shadow flash before his eyes.

Then, his throat tightened, and his whole body flew up until it hit the wall.

In front of him, Yang Zhen was as fierce as a tiger emerging from its lair, grabbing his neck with one hand and lifting him up.

Yang Zhen looked at him with eyes as indifferent as if he were looking at grass.

“Since you want to die, then I’ll grant your wish!”