Chapter 1: San Meili
World of the Immortals.
On a mountain ten of kilometers high, a group of humanoid figures could be seen flying in the distance. This mountain was known as the Red Demon Mountain, home to the demonic cultivators of the Buxiu Continent.
Six thousand years ago, an incredibly powerful demonic cultivator appeared. A sect tried to hunt him down, seeking glory, but the entire sect was exterminated in one day. The Heavenly Emperor, however, was not happy about this and instigated an alliance between several great power sects on the continent, to purge the evil cultivator. Fifty thousand cultivators with cultivation in the Earth Soul realm, twenty thousand cultivators in the Heavenly Soul realm, one hundred cultivators in the Immortal Soul realm, and three cultivators in the Transcendent Soul realm, including the Heavenly Emperor himself.
What no one expected, however, was that when they arrived at the Evil Cultivator's abode, an army of nomadic cultivators would be willing to go to war for him.
A great battle erupted, rivers of blood formed, roars of war were heard from all sides of the battlefield, and the cultivators who were at the top of the martial world fought with all their might.
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"I didn't know that the Heavenly Emperor thought so highly of me, gathering such an army for a lowly 'evil cultivator' like me." Said the man who was the perpetrator of such chaos in the entire Buxiu continent.
He was a tall man, one meter ninety-five, with long blood-red hair, red eyes that incited fear to those who looked at him, a black armor ornamented with purple details, a two-handed sword larger than himself.
His entire figure screamed violence, his expression was one of pure madness, and the aura emanating from his body compelled everyone around him to submit to him.
But who were the people he was facing? They were simply the absolute rulers of the Buxiu continent!
The Heavenly Emperor, ruler of the laws for cultivators and owner of the Heavenly Palace, Lord of the Immortal Army. A man two meters tall, with golden hair and eyes of the same color that shone even without light, completely golden armor, and a spear that burned with eternal flames. He was riding his faithful companion, a dragon horse, with flames on its hoof and mane, with blue scales all over its body. The Celestial Emperor looked like a heavenly judge, coming down into the world to give his judgment to mortals.
The Monk of the Three Suns, representing the Buddhist way, was also here. The monk with a chubby body with his hands joined together chanting sutras was just observing everything with narrowed eyes. Everyone who saw him could not imagine that such an innocent-looking monk was the most fearsome in battle when fighting evil.
The Emperor of the Ten Thousand Beasts. A stupidly tall man, almost five meters tall, his face was severe, shaggy brown hair, a completely muscular body full of power. Just standing in that place brought so much pressure around him that even the surrounding air seemed to bow to him.
"Your days of evil have come to an end, San Meili! Surrender and we will only cripple your cultivation. Should you decide to fight, you will be punished by death!" The Heavenly Emperor roared in a loud voice.
"Surrender now young man, demons lie and deceive, and never deliver what they promise. Return to the side of the righteous." Said the Monk of the Three Suns.
The Emperor of the Ten Thousand Beasts was silent, just watching everything in silence. Seeing such a scene, San Meili couldn't take it any longer and burst into hysterical laughter.
"I was living in my quiet place far away from the world, isolated from everything and everyone. One day, a group of growers invades my land, kill my parents, **** my wife and daughter, and no one cares. I sought out the town mayor, the lord of the county, the judges, but no one would listen to a nameless peasant just like me. When I have built up enough strength to take revenge, everyone says I am wrong and have sold my soul to the demons." San Meili said with an amused expression.
However, in the next moment, the whole air around him abruptly changes, becomes heavier, the smell of blood permeates the air and his expression becomes distorted.
"Where was your justice when I needed it most?! Where was your justice when these cultivators had what was rightfully theirs stolen?! You are damn hypocrites who must die today!" San Meili finishes his speech and shoots forward fiercely.
"I knew it would be useless to try to engage in dialogue with someone who has already sold his soul." The Heavenly Emperor sighed and took his battle stance with his two companions.
This was the beginning of a battle that would change the whole world....
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