The sky was still dark when Lucas stood outside, his breath visible in the chilly morning air. He had just been forcibly ejected, the loud bang of Luna's gate closing behind him still echoing in his ears, a consequence of last night's debacle.This felt like déjà vu, yet Lucas was acutely aware that he had successfully re-entered the flow of time, seizing the opportunity to start anew.Suddenly, Lucas's expression shifted from calm to one of realization as he noticed a profound change within himself. His normally jet-black hair had transformed, now turning white with the tips glowing a faint gray—a clear indication that he had achieved something remarkable: he had traveled back in time."I'm back..." he whispered to himself, his gaze fixed on the gate that had just spurned him.Determined, Lucas approached and knocked on the gate gently yet firmly. "Open up, it's me, Lucas," he announced, adopting a different strategy this time.Lucas was resolved; his plan was to eliminate any threat

Lightning thundered across the sky, illuminating Moncik's face with blinding white light. Around him, the earth trembled and burst open, with flames engulfing Tikus Biru, his subordinate, who desperately tried to evade the onslaught."Argh!" Blue Rat screamed, his body aflame. Nearby, White Rat, the female assassin, faced similar agony.This scene was a one-sided massacre, making Lucas's claim of godhood seem justified. The display of Lucas's power was truly fearsome.Moncik dodged frantically, as if his life depended on it, trying to escape the lightning that Lucas seemed to command at will."Ah, Hell Rat, Hell Rat assassins, you really are like rats. Why don't you just scurry back into your holes?" Lucas taunted.This spectacle gave Lucas a perverse thrill, realizing how easily he could manipulate the villains who had once caused him so much trouble.It was akin to a dragon toying with a group of slow-moving rabbits; their survival hinged solely on Lucas's mercy to not end their liv

Coil had been away from the Crimson Jade compound for many days, seeking adventure and fortune as a cultivator Now, he finally returned, bringing along his trusted companion, Lucas.Yes, Coil trusted Lucas because he believed that he could utilize Lucas for his purposes. However, what Coil did not realize was that Lucas seemed to have his own agenda in mind.Indeed, how could Lucas ever forgive such an evil man? Certainly, lucas would plan a fitting and poetic revenge against the Crimson Jade family. As they approached the imposing gates of the family estate, Coil couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation.This man knew that if his family discovered that he had a powerful ally like Lucas, his father, being the patriarch of the Crimson Jade family, would undoubtedly commend him. Consequently, the competition to become the next family heir would likely shift in Coil's favor.However, these hopes were nothing more than mere speculation on Coil's part, as something enti

The sun had set several hours ago, and now the moon hung high in the sky, casting its pale light over the vast expanse of land belonging to the Crimson Jade clan. Inside their ancestral home, deep within one of the rooms of their youngest member, Coil, is where Lucas found himself, having been invited by Coil for a highly tempting offer. As they sit facing each other, Lucas didn't waste any time getting to the point. "Coil," he began softly, "I understand that your family's house holds many treasures. I'm curious - is there anything specific you seek?" It seemed like Lucas was ready to start his plan now. His goal clear, he wanted to revive the Heavenly Demon associated with the Crimson Jade clan and then kill it later on. Initially, Coil appeared surprised by Lucas' bold question. But after some time, he leaned back into his chair and took a deep breath. "Yes, there are indeed valuable items hidden behind these walls," he admitted. "However, I must stress that those things do not b

In the vast expanse of the world, civilization had reached new heights. It was a time of prosperity and growth, but it was also a time of great conflict. Two powerful factions of cultivators had arisen, each claiming dominion over the land and its inhabitants. And so, the stage was set for an epic battle that would determine the course of history.The armies clashed with a fury unmatched by any before them. A hundred thousand souls lay scattered across the battlefield, their lives extinguished in an instant. Limbs were severed, heads rolled, and bodies were crushed beneath the weight of steel and magic. The air was filled with the screams of the dying and the cries of the victorious.And yet, amidst all the chaos and destruction, there stood a lone tree upon a hill. Its branches stretched out like arms reaching for the heavens, and atop those branches sat a man named Lucas and his seven followers, along with their seven wives. They watched the carnage unfold below them, their faces im