Nearly two hundred long years had passed; amazing experts eventually became old with gray hair, and some have already stepped into their graves.

Meanwhile, there were even more people rising to become the overlords of a new age.

It seemed that Zuo Qianshou had realized that he had aged as his breathing became more urgent than before. He was no longer able to lift a single finger with his once stout back that was now bent due to old age.

“So it turns out to be a Supreme from the Yang World visiting my abode. Please forgive my lack of hospitality. Cough cough… This little old man’s body has become frail and has less than three days to live; I only want to spend my last days in peace.” Zuo Qianshou’s appearance was as if he was near death as he was coughing repeatedly.

Earlier, he had the vitality of a bull, yet he suddenly became ill in just a moment and only had three days left to live? Who would believe such a thing!

This old guy was truly a swindl...