C1 I've Been Dead for 800 Years？！

Central State Continent, Divine Perish Mountain.

A majestic and luxurious palace stood tall in this place.

The huge palace was lifeless. It had been silent for eight hundred years, and it was as strange as the underworld hall.

On the door of the palace that was carved with white jade, there were three big words carved with iron and silver hooks.

Shen's Tomb!

That's right, this was not an imperial palace, but a mausoleum!

The Azure Wood Continent did indeed have a tradition of building a mausoleum for the deceased experts or emperors. The size and size of the mausoleum often represented the identity of the tomb's owner.

And this mausoleum was truly too large.

Just the palaces on the ground were already shocking enough. And underneath the ground, there was an entire imperial city!

Within the imperial city, the inner city, outer city, inner hall and side hall, the main hall, four city walls, eight great doors, and so on and so forth were all present, and it occupied an area of more than a thousand kilometers.

Exactly what sort of figure would be able to enjoy such an honor even after death?

At this moment, a group of grave robbers formed entirely of cultivators had already successfully entered the border of the underground Imperial Palace, and they were carefully advancing forward.

"Old Zhang, it has been three days since we entered. How long more will it take to reach the main hall?" In the group, a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothing sized up everything in front of him with a scorching gaze. "I can't wait to see the treasures in the palace."

"Do you think the mechanisms and formations in Shen's Tomb are just decorations? This is the genuine handiwork of a Great Sage!" Old Zhang reprimanded him without any politeness.

"I'm warning you, no one is allowed to act rashly. Even if you want to walk for an entire year, you must not be the slightest bit impatient."

"If anything goes wrong, none of us will be able to leave this place alive!"

The entire team was roaring like cicadas in winter. The middle-aged man's face was even more gloomy.

However, no one dared to make a sound.

This old man was the only half-life formation master in the team. Without him, everyone would be trapped in this tomb without seeing the light of day.

Everyone also knew that Old Zhang's words were not exaggerated in the slightest.

This Zhang Yang's tomb had already stood tall for 800 years. Which cultivator in the world would not remember the golden mountain and silver mountain inside?

But in these eight hundred years, did one person take away a brick and a tile?

Those who came to rob the tomb were most likely buried along with the tomb master.

Countless experts died here, and countless legendary figures died here.

However, the Shen's Tomb was still standing.

How could Old Zhang not be cautious?

However, just as Old Zhang was leading his team forward slowly, in the main hall in the middle of the mausoleum, there was a slight sound of breathing.

...

"Ding Dong, the last disciple of the host has successfully attained sainthood. The Super Mentor System has been activated once again."

After the robotic female voice sounded out, the corpse that had been lying in the coffin for eight hundred years suddenly opened its eyes!

Two rays of light shot out from those bright eyes!

"I am... resurrected?" Shen Jun, who had just woken up, was clearly still a little confused.

"Yes, host has been dead for 800 years." The system replied.

"800 years?" Shen Jun was stunned for a moment, then he almost jumped out of the coffin.

"Eight hundred years?! I died eight hundred years ago?! "

Shen Jun stomped his feet angrily in the coffin. "Dog system, you really played me to death?! And you even died eight hundred years ago?!"

One! An old man with white hair and a face full of wrinkles called himself 'young master'. This was rather strange.

This old man's name was Shen Jun. He was a transmigrator, and a transmigrator with a system.

However, just as he was about to show off his skills in this cultivation world, he realized that he was not only a cripple without any cultivation talent. Even the system he brought along was a super teacher system. He could only be a teacher, not strengthen himself.

Shen Jun almost died of depression at that time.

But even so, Shen Jun still found a path that could allow him to become an immortal.

That was to take in a disciple!

As long as he took in eighty-one disciples and raised all of them to the Great Sage Stage, he would be able to activate the heaven-defying Fate Altering Program and launch a complete counterattack!

With a goal in mind, Shen Jun quickly made his move. He began to take in disciples from all over the world. Each and every one of them was devoted to teaching and helping them verify their Dao.

However, even with the system, it still took Shen Jun two full sixty-year-cycles to recruit eighty-one disciples.

Now that he had enough disciples, Shen Jun's life was almost at its end.

Eighty-one Great Saints, how difficult was that?

Even with the help of the system, and even with the fact that every disciple of his was a peerless genius, Shen Jun still wasn't able to complete his goal before the lifespan was exhausted.

In the end, he could only regret it and sleep in the underground palace.

Just as Shen Jun was recalling the past, the system's voice sounded again, "Congratulations to all of your disciples for achieving the Great Dao and breaking through to the Great Sage Stage. You have completed the Great Dao Oath and the heaven defying Life Changing Program is about to begin."

A bright light flashed across Shen Jun's eyes, and his heart was pounding.

He had waited for this day for over a hundred years, but he had never thought that he would accept the heaven defying change in his coffin.

"Eh, that's not right." Shen Jun suddenly thought of something. : "I calculated that back then, my disciples were all amazing. And I am a super teacher with a system. No matter how hard it is to reach the Great Sage Stage, As long as I cultivate seriously, I will be able to break through in two to three hundred years. "

"But I slept for eight hundred years..." The more Shen Jun thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The more he felt that something was wrong, the angrier he got. He roared, "Which little bastard didn't work hard and made me lie down for eight hundred years?!"

"It must be that Wang Hao that kid. He thinks about dating all day long and doesn't think about advancing!"

"Or it should be Wen Qing who stinks her beauty every day and runs away from my lessons every day!"

"System, quickly tell me, which idiot actually became a saint after eight hundred years?!" Shen Jun gritted his teeth, so angry that his beard was trembling. "Master insisted on blooming his butt!"

The system did not respond.

Shen Jun was speechless again. Only now did he remember that the dog system in his body had never been on his side.

"I don't care anymore." Shen Jun waved his hand. "At most, I will look for them one by one. At that time, I will let those two hundred and fifty senior brothers and sisters have a good look at the show. Hahahaha."

He had let his master die for eight hundred years. This was truly infuriating!

"Dingdong." The system notification sounded again: "The Fate Changing Program is about to be activated, please prepare yourself."

After waiting for eight hundred years, Shen Jun did not dare to slack off. He hurriedly closed his mind and sat in the coffin with his five hearts facing the sky.

At the same time, the sky above Shen's Tomb had completely changed.

One. A powerful suction force burst out from it, sucking away all the spiritual energy within a few hundred miles!

The sky was instantly covered in dark clouds. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the dark clouds. Boundless spiritual energy gathered in the eye of the wind, ready to tilt down at any moment.

Luckily, the Shen's Tomb occupied too much space, so it was built far away from human habitation. Otherwise, such a terrifying phenomenon of the heaven and earth would have alarmed countless major powers.

Boom!

The accumulation of energy was finally completed. The majestic and pure Spiritual Force smashed down violently like a flood. It effortlessly passed through several hundred meters of soil and poured down towards Shen Jun, washing and nourishing every corner of his body.

His white hair turned black once again, and his skin gradually became tender.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Jun had actually slowly recovered to a delicate and handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old!

This was awesome!

Shen Jun wholeheartedly accepted the benefits of being eight hundred years late, and he almost moaned in comfort.