【Longevity + Group Portrait + Emperor Style + Full of Force + No System】

(Also known as: I Don’t Want to Become an Emperor Even If I Live For Millions of Years)

As the most brilliant genius of his time, Jiang Mu defeated all the contenders for destiny in the world. He should have achieved enlightenment and become emperor, but in the end he failed to gain recognition from the Dao and missed the chance to take the throne.

Is there something wrong with immortality?

The unyielding Jiang Mu lay dormant in one great age after another, becoming the number one in the world one after another, but he was never able to fulfill his destiny and become an emperor.

But even the invincible emperor of the time could not live forever, and could only travel across the wilderness of the universe in search of the ethereal immortal path. Knowing that he might be targeted, Jiang Mu began to hide his identity and explore a new way forward in the endless years.

He was born in the ancient times and witnessed the rise of hundreds of emperors, the struggle of tens of thousands of races, and the great road.

Witnessed the emperor's wailing when he fell, the forbidden area's rise, and the supreme being's slumber.

We have also experienced chaotic ancient times, dark turmoil, and bloodshed in the starry sky.

The road is desolate, spiritual energy is revived, it is the end of the law... Jiang Muguan is surrounded by red dust, the stars are rising and falling, the eras are changing, and it has unknowingly become the biggest taboo in the world.

After endless years, when the world channels were connected and the chaos of the heavens began, Jiang Mu opened his eyes. Just a ray of light could penetrate the eternity, and a little breath could erase the avenue.

"The path to immortality is inherently invincible, so why would we need to borrow the Great Emperor's techniques?"

"Becoming an emperor? To me, that's pure weakness!"

(Decisiveness + Immortality + Arrogance)

He cannot be killed by a knife, drowned by water, or struck by lightning, which is just a tickle.

So he let go completely:

Listening to all kinds of romantic stories in the brothel, soaking in the red dust in the wine cup;

If I don’t like someone, I will kill him, no matter if he is a god, a demon or a fairy.

Since you won’t die anyway, why not live a carefree life until the end of time?