Qin Lang had endured nine hundred years of arduous cultivation and finally returned to his status as an Immortal Venerable, yet he never expected to be back in this era. Truly, fate is a fickle thing.,Although this cultivation is rare, with one in a hundred achieving it, and the Earth's spiritual energy dwindling, as long as there is even a sliver of hope, I can ascend to the heavens once more and become a Saint Venerable!,A slow poison! And a particularly insidious, particularly troublesome kind of slow poison!。