"Where is this? Earth..."
Lying on the bed, Yang Zhen was awakened by a gentle breeze.
After a moment of daze, he confirmed he was back.
In his mind, the memories of Earth were already scarce.
Because of cultivation, time was no longer a measure of his life.
Perhaps it was hundreds of years ago, perhaps thousands of years ago...
Glancing at the calendar on the desk, Yang Zhen's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with horror.
Because it showed May 22, 2022.
And in his memory, he should have died half a year ago.
To be precise, he had ascended.
On a certain day in November 2021, Yang Zhen was involved in a tragic car accident.
In that accident, his physical body was destroyed.
However, his divine consciousness was saved by Star Chi Immortal from the Heavenly Dao Gate, and he left Earth, embarking on the path of cultivation.
In the vast years that followed.
Yang Zhen, relying on his formidable talent and tenacious personality, began to shine.
After experiencing countless tribulations and fortuitous encounters, he finally grew into an unparalleled supreme being.
With a mere thought, he could shatter galaxies.
With a flip of his hand, he could cover the sky.
...
Yet, at this moment, Yang Zhen lay on the bed, his mind a blank slate.
He couldn't recall even a shred of his cultivation memories.
His muscles had severely atrophied, and his limbs were weak and powerless.
For all this, he arrived at the most logical conclusion.
The conclusion was that after that car accident, he hadn't died, he had merely been in a coma for half a year.
As for cultivation? It was nothing more than a fleeting dream.
As memories flooded back, Yang Zhen gradually and sadly realized that he was not some supreme being of the immortal realm...
He was just a miserable middle-aged man among the masses.
Just a year ago, he was a corporate slave in an internet company.
Living a 996 life, commuting back and forth.
He was diligent and worked hard.
But the company still gave him his 'graduation certificate'.
He hadn't done anything wrong.
It was just that for the company, at thirty-five, he was too old.
After being optimized by the company, Yang Zhen lost his source of income.
But life showed him no mercy.
The mortgage of millions, his parents' retirement, his child's schooling... weighed him down, making it difficult to breathe.
After numerous unsuccessful job applications, Yang Zhen started driving a ride-hailing car.
Although it was hard work, it was enough to barely make ends meet.
However, the car accident happened shortly after...
Thinking of this, Yang Zhen felt he might as well have kept sleeping.
Or perhaps dying would have been a release.
Of course, Yang Zhen wouldn't really die; he couldn't afford to.
His parents were still alive, and his child was still young.
Moreover, there was his wife, Lin Xiaoyin.
Judging by the tidiness of the room, his wife had not abandoned him.
Yang Zhen was deeply moved, thinking that having such a wife, what more could a man ask for?
Just as Yang Zhen was contemplating how to get back on his feet, the sound of a door opening suddenly came from outside.
Yang Zhen could tell it was Lin Xiaoyin returning.
His heart leaped with joy, and he quickly lay down, closing his eyes, thinking of giving his wife a surprise.
But in the next second, Yang Zhen's heart plummeted to the bottom.
Because Lin Xiaoyin wasn't alone; she had brought a man with her.
From their voices, it was his good friend Cao Dapeng.
The two seemed to have just returned from shopping, chatting and laughing with each other.
They sounded like a couple living together.
Yang Zhen was stunned, and then, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
He thought Cao Dapeng was his best brother.
Their relationship was extremely close, so close they could share the same pair of pants.
Yang Zhen's ride-hailing car was even lent to him by Cao Dapeng.
Yet now, the woman he loved most and his best brother were being intimate outside.
The heavy blow of double betrayal brought a surge of despair to his heart.
And along with it came a strong killing intent!
Suddenly, Yang Zhen awakened the killing aura of an immortal supreme being, as well as... those cultivation memories and techniques!
It turned out that everything was not a dream!
Yang Zhen's eyes blazed 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, his expression complex.
It turned out he had misunderstood Lin Xiaoyin; she hadn't been unfaithful.
But Cao Dapeng was clearly more detestable than he had imagined.
Outside the room.
Cao Dapeng was grabbing Lin Xiaoyin's wrist, pushing her against the wall, his eyes filled with beastly desire.
"Xiaoyin, I beg you, just give me a chance, follow me, and I promise you'll have a good life!"
Lin Xiaoyin was panting with anger, "Cao Dapeng, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person. If Yang Zhen wakes up, he will never let you go!"
Cao Dapeng chuckled lewdly.
"It's only you who are still waiting for that good-for-nothing to wake up! I advise you to give up early!"
"Besides, it's not like I haven't been supporting him, and he's already dead! If I were him, I would also send you to my bed to thank me for my help to your family..."
Filled with shame and anger, Lin Xiaoyin's eyes welled up with tears.
She gritted her teeth and cursed, "Cao Dapeng, you scoundrel!"
Even a cornered rabbit will bite, and in his rage, Lin Xiaoyin kicked Cao Dapeng in the stomach.
Cao Dapeng cried out in pain, clutching his stomach, and Lin Xiaoyin seized the opportunity to run out.
Cao Dapeng recovered and chased after her.
He grabbed Lin Xiaoyin again and threw her onto the sofa.
"Damn bitch, you don't know what's good for you! If I don't make you submit today, won't my efforts over the past six months be in vain?"
Lin Xiaoyin cried for help, and tears of humiliation streamed down her cheeks.
Just as she was about to despair, she suddenly heard a bang as the door opened.
Then, a familiar yet long-lost voice followed.
"Cao Dapeng, stop right there!"
It was Yang Zhen!
Cao Dapeng's heart trembled violently!
"Yang Zhen? You're awake?"
Yang Zhen's lips curled into a cold smile, "It's good that I woke up in time..."
Cao Dapeng immediately put on a smiling face.
"Haha, little brother, this is actually a misunderstanding. It's not what you think. We've been brothers for so many years, you know what kind of person I am..."
With irrefutable evidence, Cao Dapeng still tried to quibble.
Yang Zhen said coldly, "Do you think I'm blind?"
Cao Dapeng's mouth twitched a couple of times, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
"Yang Zhen, so what if you caught me today?"
"If you're sensible, just go back to your room and lie down, pretend nothing happened, otherwise, you'll only be bothered by what you see!"
"I don't mind doing it in front of you!"
Yang Zhen had been lying in bed for half a year, his muscles had long since atrophied and degenerated, making him not a threat.
As for Lin Xiaoyin, Cao Dapeng had been coveting this swan for a long time.
If he missed this opportunity, he might never get another!
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes.
Then, his throat tightened, and he was sent flying until he hit the wall.
In front of him, Yang Zhen was as fierce as a ferocious tiger, lifting him by the neck with one hand.
Yang Zhen looked at him with an indifferent gaze, as if he were looking at mere grass.
"Since you want to die, I'll grant you your wish!"