Zhuo Fan opened his eyes in a daze.

He had a splitting headache, like a sharp bayonet that constantly provoked his nerves. Some memory fragments that he couldn't even remember swarmed in.

At first, his vision was a little blurry, but soon he became clear-headed again. The sharp pain in his mind faded away like a tide, and his memory became clearer.

"This is the Water Wood Bar. A thousand years ago?"

The look of confusion in Zhuo Fan's eyes changed, and it was replaced by a kind of deep wisdom. His temperament also changed dramatically at this moment. Looking at the familiar yet strange scene in front of him, he exuded a strong killing intent.

This bar was a turning point that could change his fate. In his previous life, he had been set up and thrown deep into the sea. If he had not been saved by North Xuan Immortal Venerable who happened to pass by the earth, Zhuo Fan would have disappeared from this world long ago.

After leaving the earth, Zhuo Fan became the disciple of North Xuan Immortal Venerable. His cultivation talent was astonishing, and in less than a thousand years, he had passed the 4-in-9 Heavenly Tribulation. He fought against the most powerful experts of the myriad races in the Starry Sky and ruled over hundreds of millions of stars. He was honored as the sovereign of the universe and earned the title of "Immortal Emperor Qian Jue", whose might shook the universe. He was known as the number one person under the Starry Sky.

But what Zhuo Fan didn't expect was that in order to get the "Samsara Stone" on his body, he was set up by his most trusted sworn brother, Yan Wuji. Yan Wuji joined hands with the three immortals to set up a tight dragnet, which made him one of the three Ominous Domains in the immortal territory. Under their joint attack, Zhuo Fan finally couldn't defeat the enemy and self-destructed.

"I've been in possession of the Samsara Stone for five hundred years, but I still can't find a way to break it. It turns out that I'm going to die the last time."

Zhuo Fan could sense the aura of the Samsara Stone in his body. However, the powerful power that could destroy a planet with a flick of his finger had already disappeared. His Divine Awareness, which could cover the entire earth, could no longer sense it. He had completely turned into a mortal body.

However, he was not discouraged at all. As Immortal Emperor Qian Jue, this was nothing compared to the desperate situation he encountered in the past.

"Yan Wuji and the three Immortal Lords. Since I shouldn't have been killed, you'd better wait to bear my anger!"

A bone-chilling coldness appeared in Zhuo Fan's eyes. There wasn't the slightest bit of hatred in his eyes. Instead, there was a hint of pity in his eyes. Only the weak could have hatred, and he was never the weak.

In his previous life, after Zhuo Fan was brought away from the earth by the Northern Xuan Immortal Venerable, he had many regrets in his heart. Even if he became the sovereign of all realms, "Immortal Emperor Qian Jue", it was difficult for him to reverse time and space. When he succeeded in his cultivation, he had also returned to the earth. But two hundred years later, his parents were gone, and his beautiful face had turned into a skeleton. Even if he had a cultivation that could reach the heavens and the earth, he could not make up for everything he had lost.

The Reincarnation Stone had the ability to reverse time and space, and it contained the origin of time and space. Zhuo Fan had spent five hundred years trying to figure it out, but he had not expected that he would come back in this way.

"Even if they know how to break the Samsara Stone, who can really die once?"

Zhuo Fan sighed and looked at everything in front of him. There was a rare hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"Since I'm back, I won't let those regrets happen. Dad, Mom, I won't let you get hurt again."

Zhuo Fan muttered to himself in a low voice. There seemed to be flames dancing in his eyes.

...

In his previous life, Zhuo Fan should have been considered a rich second generation. However, in the year he graduated from college, his life had undergone a drastic change. His father Zhuo Yunfeng's business had collapsed overnight, and he had changed from a rich second generation to a bad second generation.

Later, when Zhuo Fan learned the truth of the matter, his father fell into a business trap that they had been scheming for a long time because he was framed by his uncle, Zhuo Yunxing. That was why he was unable to recover and was in debt from then on.

Zhuo Yunwen's father was a half-brother. In terms of business talent, although he was not as good as his father, he could be regarded as a big shot. The Old Master of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Tianze, was the first person who went down to the sea to do business after the opening of the Chinese policy. He started from scratch and eventually made the foundation of the Zhuo family, which was hundreds of millions of yuan.

Now that the old man was old, he had gradually stopped asking about the matters of the group. At this time, Zhuo Yunxing was scheming against Mr. Zhuo, and her purpose was obvious.

At the thought of his Eldest Uncle's face, Zhuo Fan's eyes were filled with coldness.

While his thoughts were spreading, a sexy woman wearing a low-cut ribbon walked over to Zhuo Fan. She was wearing a pair of jeans that were almost the root of her thighs. Her slender thighs were exposed in the air, and she looked a little pretty. Especially in an environment like a bar, her twisting waist was full of temptation.

The woman sat down beside Zhuo Fan and said with a smile, "Little brother, it's boring to drink alone. Why don't you buy me a drink?"

A cold light flashed across Zhuo Fan's calm eyes when he saw this woman.

In his previous life, it was because of this woman that he was drunk. When he woke up, he had been tied up and thrown into the deep sea. If not for his master's help, he would have died long ago.

In his previous life, Zhuo Fan had been ignorant and had not been able to figure out who it was that wanted to kill him.

He had thought that it might be his eldest uncle, Zhuo Yunxing, but later he rejected this possibility. Zhuo Yunxing was now in complete control of the Zhuo Group. With Zhuo Fan's current status and status, he could not threaten him at all. Only children could distinguish right and wrong. When an adult was an adult, the pros and cons depended on the pros and cons. Especially for a businessman like Zhuo Yunxie, he had no reason to hurt Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan glanced at this woman and didn't want to follow the clues. Even if he followed the script of his previous life again, in the end, he would only be able to deal with a few underlings. The person hiding behind the scenes had already wiped him out.

"Get lost!"

Zhuo Fan poured himself a glass of wine and said lightly.

"Don't give me face, don't..."

The woman was enraged by Zhuo Fan's words. Halfway through her scolding, Zhuo Fan raised his head and looked at her. The woman swallowed back the latter half of her sentence. She had never seen such a sharp and overbearing gaze. It was as if she was being stared at by a hungry wolf, causing everyone's hair to stand on end and their scalps to go numb.

"I've changed my mind. Don't you want to drink? Then drink all this and then get out of here!"

Zhuo Fan pointed to a whole bottle of freshly opened Chinese medicine in front of him and said.

It was a kind of strong liquor with an extremely high degree. In bars, it was generally used as a cocktail base, and very few people drank it directly. If such a bottle was not poisoned, half of their lives would be removed.

The woman suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't dare to refuse, as if an invisible hand had grabbed her. She couldn't resist. Just when she didn't know what to do, a voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Boy, it's not a skill to make things difficult for women."

A tall bald man came over. He wore a white vest, and his well-shaped muscles were exposed in the air, full of strength. His arms were covered with tattoos. At a glance, it was obvious that he was not someone to be trifled with.