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.,"In my Qin Lang's dictionary, there is no such word as giving up. Without my consent, no one can take your life, Wang Yang Zhang Wen You two just queue up and wait. After I save my father, I'll settle the score with you both!",If this were a minor ailment, Qin Lang could easily solve it. However, now that Qin Lang's cultivation is gone and all he has left is a sliver of true qi swirling within him, it's barely enough to delay the flow of Qin Chuan's life force!。