"Under the tribulation, there is no escape in the end. All the hard work of ten thousand years will be paid to the east..."

This was the last thought that came to Lin Xiao's mind before he lost consciousness.

...

Darkness.

Endless, endless darkness.

After drifting in the darkness for an unknown period of time, Lin Xiao's consciousness finally felt something else and slowly woke up.

First, it was slightly hot, then it was followed by wisps of coolness, and finally it was a clear sense of heaviness and support.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xiao's consciousness came to a conclusion: He was standing somewhere, standing on the ground and not in the void. The sun was not scorching, but it was still slightly warm, and there was even a gentle breeze blowing by.

Am I still alive...

Lin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.

The scene that entered his eyes stunned him.

Under the bright sunshine, there were grayish-white stone bricks, yellowish-brown soil, and plain white clothes.

Two steps in front of him, a thick and tall figure was wearing a formal funeral dress. It could be clearly recognized that it was a man.

All of this made him a little dazed, and a sense of familiarity that he had not felt for a long time rose in his heart.

The memories that had been sealed for a long time surged up from the deepest part of his heart, rolling endlessly. For a moment, he was completely stunned. There was disbelief in his eyes, with a trace of ecstasy and a trace of loss.

"Could it be..."

He suddenly turned his head and looked around.

Most of them were gray and white. There were neatly laid stone bricks on the ground, surrounded by solemn tombs, tall sword-shaped tombstones, half a man-tall white marble fence, and the eternal naga oil lamp of the East Sea on the altar...

A wave of horror rose in his heart. He turned his head stiffly and looked straight ahead. Passing the back of the tall man, he saw eight servants in mourning clothes in front of him. They were putting a huge azure jade coffin that was one foot long into the dug grave bit by bit. Beside them was a pile of yellow-brown soil and gray-white stone bricks.

He looked at the huge green jade coffin, and his body began to tremble slightly.

"What the hell is going on? An illusion? The way of reincarnation? The inner devil tribulation? No... I have been destroyed by the Primordial Heavenly Tribulation. How can I still have the chance to fall into an illusion?"

"Could it be that... I'm really back..."

He suddenly lowered his head and was shocked when he saw his clothes. He turned his right hand back and pushed it back. It was a long mourning cloth.

For a moment, Lin Xiao's breath rose and fell, and it was hard to calm down the waves in his heart. He just stared blankly at the uncrowned tomb and the green jade coffin in front of him.

The tall man in front of him was keenly aware of the change in Lin Xiao's aura. He turned his head and revealed an elegant face. He looked to be in his thirties or forties. His expression seemed calm, but the sorrow in his eyes could not be hidden.

Seeing that he was staring at the green jade coffin in front of him motionlessly, the man sighed softly and said,

"Xiao'er, I know that you miss your mother, but life and death are predestined. Since there is already a separation of Yin and Yang, you... you..."

The man was trying to comfort her, but when it came to "the separation of Yin and Yang", he felt a pain in his heart and could not say anything more.

The man's voice woke Lin Xiao up. After all, he was not a mortal. He took a deep breath and suppressed all kinds of emotions and thoughts in his heart. Looking at the face that he had not seen for tens of thousands of years, he whispered,

"Father, don't worry. I'm fine. I just feel a little sad."

Although the voice was as steady as it could be, there was still a trace of imperceptible trembling.

"Yes." The tall man glanced at him, and a look of sadness flashed across his face. He shook his head and looked at the servants in front of him again, putting down the green jade coffins little by little.

Lin Xiao silently looked at the tall man's thick back, and his thoughts kept rolling.

"Father, I'm back. This time, I won't just watch you die... and..."

He turned his head and saw a little girl of eleven or twelve years old standing behind him. The little girl was also wearing a coir raincoat, with tears on her face and a pair of big eyes full of mist.

"Youruo, this time, I won't let anyone hurt you..."

Lin Xiao clenched his fists, a look of unprecedented firmness in his eyes. He turned his head and once again looked at the green jade coffin in front of him.

At this moment, the old memories in his mind had completely emerged. After tens of thousands of years, they were still very clear.

How could he forget about this place? How could he forget about today?

This was the cemetery of the Lin family, one of the three major families in Canghe County, Heibei Province of Yuanwu Country.

Today was under the rule of the Holy Clan of Yuanwu Kingdom. It was the 47th year of Chengping, April 9th. It was suitable to go on a funeral, go on a long journey, and open a city. It was forbidden to marry, enter a house, and take in animals.

This was the auspicious day of his mother Qin Zhaorong's death on the third day of his death.

All of this was engraved in the depths of his memory, something that hadn't been forgotten for more than ten thousand years.

Lin Xiao's eyes became deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be a flame burning in the depths of his eyes.

"Who would have thought that my undefeated Heavenly Lord, Lin Xiao, would come back one day! Since I'm back, I will definitely make it up to them with my own hands! I will make them pay back all the enemies that have hurt me in this life!"

When he thought of this point, Lin Xiao's eyes suddenly turned ice-cold.

"There's also the Yu Hua Sect and the Qin Clan. I, Lin Xiao, have returned. This time, I will definitely exterminate your entire clan and eternally fall into the abyss of despair!"

He, Lin Xiao, was the invincible Lord of Heaven in his previous life. He was known as the number one expert in the Nine Thousand Star Sea and recently received the Origin Fruit of Grand Luo.

In the past, he was just an ordinary young man who could be seen everywhere. The son of an ordinary martial arts aristocratic family in the small county was no different from an ordinary young master in the secular world except for practicing martial arts with difficulty every day.

In the Yuanwu Kingdom, there were countless youths like him. If there were no major accidents, he, with ordinary aptitude, might only live along the path of ordinary life, get married, have children, and inherit the family business.

However, something unexpected happened.

In the high and mighty martial arts sect of Mobei Province, the "Yuhua Sect" had actually sent people to massacre the entire Lin Family. Lin Xiao's father, grandfather, uncle, elder, cousins, and cousins had all been killed. His only sister, Lin Youruo, had been captured and sent back to the Yuhua Sect.

There were hundreds of people in the Lin Family. Except for Lin Xiao, who was out on a temporary business trip, all of them were killed.

After that, Lin Xiao went into hiding like a stray dog. He had been chased by the Yu Hua Sect for half a year. If it weren't for the fact that he was a police officer and his martial cultivation was not taken seriously by the Yu Hua Sect, he would have been killed thousands of times and the Lin Family in Canghe County would have been completely wiped out.

Half a year later, the Sect of Feathers was tired of playing cat and mouse games. They sent experts that he couldn't deal with to kill him in one fell swoop.

Lin Xiao, who was at his wit's end, stumbled into an ancient secret realm and was transported to the core area of the vast planet of martial arts, the Floating Dragon Star Sea—the Four Stars Star.

Since then, he had been advancing bravely. With his mortal body, he had constantly ascended the peak of martial arts, defeated one peerless genius after another, and broken countless myths and legends. In just ten thousand years, he had become the strongest among the Lords of Heaven. He had reached the top and conquered all realms.

The number one expert of the Nine Thousand Star Sea, the invincible invincible Lord of Heaven, was so famous that everyone in the universe knew about it.

Therefore, he was known as the man closest to the Fruit of Origin.

The motivation that supported him all the way forward, never giving up, was to claim the legendary Primordial Supreme Origin Fruit. Once he reached an unprecedented realm, he could be immortal and eternal. He had endless divine abilities, transcending the universe, and casually reversed the river of time to calm down the regret and unwillingness in his heart.

Lin Xiao had once thought that if there really was someone who surpassed the realm of a Lord of Heaven, perhaps only the legendary supreme being could be described as such.

However, this also became his obsession and inner demon, which led to his death and the destruction of his body and soul when he underwent the Primordial Heavenly Tribulation.

At the end of the major calamity, he found that his seemingly solid foundation was full of hidden dangers, and his so-called Taoist Heart was full of loopholes.

"The past has vanished like smoke. Since the heavens have given me a chance to live a new life, this time, I must make up for all the unwillingness and hatred in my heart. I must cultivate every realm to perfection and build the strongest Taoist foundation!"

"Bang!"

The heavy green jade coffin finally fell into the bottom of the pit in the middle of the grave as the servant carefully moved.

As he watched this scene, Lin Xiao's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Evidently, he had recalled something as a cold glint flashed across his eyes.

"However, there are still some people whom I hate to deal with before this..."

At this moment, a slightly shrill voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"Fourth brother, what are you doing? How can you bury an outsider in the Lin Family's cemetery?"