Chapter 1: Return from Transcendence

  A white bed sheet, the pungent smell of disinfectant, and an IV bottle hanging from the bedside... This familiar yet extremely strange scene made Zhao Yang feel infinitely dazed after he had just woken up.

  "Where am I?"

  Zhao Yang's lips trembled slightly, and he forced out a few words. With great difficulty, he turned his head to the side, looking around with extreme astonishment and confusion at the scenes that were both familiar and strange, which made fragments of memories that had been buried for who-knows-how-many years flash through his mind like sparks from flintstone...

  "Doctor, hospital?"

  Zhao Yang blinked dazedly, his expression still a mixture of confusion and disorientation. As the memories that had been buried deep within him for so long began to surface one after another, the bewilderment in Zhao Yang's eyes gradually gave way to shock and panic, causing his breathing to become rapid and anxious.

  "How did I end up in a hospital? How is it possible for me to be in a hospital?"

  Zhao Yang looked down at the hospital gown on his body, just wanting to prop up his arm, but found that his body was completely disobedient, as if it were not his own. Even wanting to move a little bit was extremely difficult.

  After struggling for a while, Zhao Yang finally gave up.

  Lying quietly in bed, blinking eyes looking at the ceiling, fell silent.

  "Hospital... what a distant memory!"

  Zhao Yang murmured, as if in a dream, with a hint of vagueness and uncertainty.

  "But how did I end up back here...? Think carefully, think. How long ago is this memory from? Five hundred and thirty years? Or five hundred and thirty-six years? Hmm... need to think very carefully..."

  Zhao Yang muttered to himself, his thoughts drifting further and further away, as the memories buried deepest within him were slowly dug up again.

  "Five hundred and thirty-six years! That's right, five hundred and thirty-six years! But... what am I now? Is the experience of those five hundred and thirty-six years in my memory just a long dream? No! This is impossible! The experiences of these more than 500 years are all vivid, absolutely not just a dream..."

  Zhao Yang gently shook his head, and his thinking gradually became a bit confused. In front of him, the last scene of the 536 years of experience in his memory reappeared.

  The dark and gloomy sky, the ink-black clouds, the raging and violent winds, the oppressive and suffocating atmosphere, as if the entire sky was about to collapse with a terrifying aura, like the frenzied dance of dragons and snakes, massive purple lightning bolts...

  "That's right! None of this is wrong. It wasn't a dream, dreams can't be that real. That scene like the end of the world was indeed the heavenly tribulation! My experience of cultivating in 'Diyuan Xianlu' for over 500 years will not be fake! From the foundation period to the tribulation period, every realm of cultivation is vivid and clear."

  "But... I was clearly ambushed and killed during the Tribulation. How could this be, that I've been sent back to Earth again?"

  Zhao Yang was bewildered in his heart.

  His experiences in memory are simply unbelievable for ordinary people, and even a fantasy!

  When Zhao Yang was eighteen years old, he had just finished the college entrance examination and finally couldn't help but ask out the class beauty who sat next to him, whom he had secretly loved for a long time, to confess. However, when the two were crossing the road, they encountered a speeding car, Zhao Yang pushed the girl away in time, but he himself was hit by the car and flew out.

  It was that accidental car accident that caused Zhao Yang's soul to strangely cross over into a world called 'Diyuan Xianlu', a world without high technology, but with all sorts of magical cultivation methods that could allow people to cultivate and become immortals!

  Zhao Yang traversed to the 'Land of the Ancients' and experienced more than 500 years, from being an ordinary disciple of a small sect who knew nothing to cultivating all the way to the Tribulation Crossing stage, becoming a true giant of the Immortal Path, a legendary figure.

  He was ambushed and killed by heavenly thunderbolt during his final tribulation.

  It was just that Zhao Yang could never have imagined that he did not truly die in the heavenly tribulation, and his soul actually crossed back to Earth once again!

  Just as Zhao Yang was lost in thought, the door of the ward suddenly creaked open.

  Hearing the noise, Zhao Yang subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the door.

  A woman in a white coat, about twenty-six or seven years old, walked in. The woman wore a pair of glasses that looked very intelligent on the bridge of her nose.

  The moment Zhao Yang saw this woman, he couldn't help but feel a sense of stunning beauty. Her facial features were extremely delicate, just like a work of art, with proportions that were almost perfect!

  Even in the more than 500 years of cultivation in 'Tiānyuán Xiān Lù', Zhao Yang had seen countless beautiful female cultivators, but the woman in front of him still gave him a sense of astonishment!

  The woman's exquisite face, almost perfect, was something that Zhao Yang had rarely seen in his over 500 years of cultivation in the 'Local Immortal Land'.

  Apart from that almost perfect face, what attracted Zhao Yang was still that air of intellectual elegance.

  She is an extremely beautiful woman!

  This is the definition of Zhao Yang at first glance.

  Even if the other party is wearing a doctor's coat, it doesn't show what kind of figure she has, but with Zhao Yang's eyesight, he can determine that this girl's figure, even if not as perfect as her face, must be absolutely stunning.

  "Are you awake?!"

  The woman also found that Zhao Yang was staring at her with his eyes wide open, and she couldn't help but reveal an extremely surprised expression. She hastily took three steps in two strides, almost rushing to the front of Zhao Yang's hospital bed.

  "Uh-huh. Just woke up."

  Zhao Yang nodded laboriously. His gaze also returned from the woman's face, which was so beautiful it almost took his breath away.

  He is not the kind of person who has never seen a beauty.

  In the hundreds of years of cultivation in 'Diyuan Xianlu', especially after he had achieved great success and become a giant in the immortal path, an old ancestor-level figure, he had seen countless beautiful fairy maidens.

  The woman in front of him was stunning, but he didn't lose his composure.

  Upon hearing Zhao Yang's response, the beautiful female doctor hastily removed the stethoscope from her neck and began to examine him...

  At the mercy of the stunningly beautiful female doctor in front of him, after a series of examinations, Zhao Yang blinked his eyes lightly and looked at her.

  "Your physical condition is very good, don't worry. Now that you've just woken up, the most important thing is to rest quietly..."

  The beautiful doctor took a light breath and smiled at Zhao Yang.

  "Oh, right, I'm Liang Jing, your attending physician. It's been me personally overseeing and monitoring your condition for nearly two years while you've been asleep."

  "Two years?"

  Zhao Yang was taken aback.

  Has it been just two years?

  Zhao Yang's expression became dazed again. Compared to the more than 500 years of cultivation in 'Diyuan Xianlu', the mere two years were really nothing, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was just a snap of the fingers.

  Seeing Zhao Yang's absent-minded expression, Liang Jing couldn't help but say: "Alright, stop thinking so much. What you need most now is to rest and recover slowly. You haven't moved in two years, even with nurses helping you with muscle massage every day, it will take a long time to recover before you can move freely like normal people..."

  "Uh-huh."

  Zhao Yang nodded slightly, and immediately a strong sense of fatigue surged in, his eyelids unknowingly closing gently...

  As she saw Zhao Yang fall into a deep sleep, Liang Jing's face couldn't help but reveal a relaxed smile. A patient who had been in a vegetative state for two years was able to wake up, which was a huge comfort for her as a doctor.

  She withdrew her gaze and turned around to leave the ward...