The Greatest Event...In the Eastern Continent, the Immortal Alliance of the righteous path had gathered.Why?To eliminate a demon—the only person who had shaken the entire Eastern Continent.
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On the battlefield, filled with blood and the pungent scent of iron, the wind howled, and the sky glowed golden as if celebrating a day of victory.
"You are a demon; you must be killed, you scum!" one of the warriors shouted.
"Farkan, you are doomed. There is no point in running. Surrender, and we will decide whether to spare you," said Queen Chan Yi.
Farkan smiled and lifted his head toward the sky.
"There is no escape from death. Death follows a person wherever they go, wherever they hide."
"Hand over the ability formula, and we will lessen your execution's severity."
"Yes, surrender it!"
"Hand it over to our kingdom immediately!" the righteous path warriors demanded.
"Hahaha… so this is the true nature of the righteous path? Robbing others?"
"You are a criminal and a monster!"
"Kill him!"
"Based on my current analysis, this ability could either reincarnate you or send you back in time, depending on your luck... There's also a chance of death," he said with slight hesitation.
"Prepare yourselves! He isn't that strong—he's still in the mid-stage of the sixth rank," said Queen Chan Yi.
The army was ready. It was filled with fourth- and fifth-rank warriors, with a few sixth-rank ones.The first rows were dominated by sixth-rank fighters.The second rows were packed with fifth-rank warriors.The third rows, the most numerous, were filled with fourth-rank cultivators.
Farkan was not strong enough to face them all. In terms of numbers, victory was certain for the righteous path.
They surrounded him at his moment of exhaustion.
"There's no other choice," Farkan said, his eyes filled with determination.
"What do you mean?" asked Queen Chan Yi.
"No... Attack him immediately!"
Farkan raised his hands toward the sky.
"Hahaha… I will disappoint you all," Farkan said.
"If the information is correct, I shall become absolute evil, even in my next life!"
"Don't let him! He will bring corruption to this world!"
"Stop... STOP!"
"Revenant," Farkan whispered.
BOOM! BOOM!
The moment he uttered the ability's name, his body self-destructed. His soul was sent either to the past or into a new body... or to death.
"This... This feeling is amazing. It feels like being reborn," Farkan murmured.
It felt as if his soul was spinning in a vortex, either traveling to a new body or returning to the past.
"Yes… a new body."
He opened his eyes, got up from the bed, and walked toward the mirror.
"Judging by this appearance, I must be someone of high status," Farkan said.
White hair, black eyes, and a black robe.
"Yes, I remember now. According to the ability's formula, if I take over a new body, I can retain its memories."
This was a person from an ordinary family who gained talent, which led him to become an esteemed elder in the kingdom.
"I see... So this person was from the Northern Continent, born in the Nuiras Province. He awakened his talent and then joined the kingdom's system."
"From my previous knowledge, there are three provinces: Nuiras, Eblithera, and Dravonia."
Knock, knock.
"Who is knocking?"
"Your servant, my lord," said a voice.
(This was the former owner's servant. The previous owner died in his sleep, and Farkan took over his body.)
"My lord, there is a banquet. All nine elders are required to attend."
"Alright, you may leave. I will come in a few moments."
The servant left, closing the door behind him.
Farkan composed himself, recalled all the memories of this body, and then began walking with an imposing aura as he left his room.
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The End.