Chapter 1: A New Beginning

A man was riding a black dragon whose body was covered in wounds, while a group of experts chased after them. Sensing their approach, the dragon increased its speed despite its injuries.

After an hour of flying, the wounded man looked back and saw that they had lost their pursuers.

"We are about to enter the Western Lands," he said. "We must part ways. You are a spirit beast and cannot hide your aura. Drop me on that mountain and head toward the Spirit Beast Forest. They won't be able to sense your aura there because the place is filled with spirit beasts."

The dragon replied, "What about you? Will you be alright on your own?"

"Don't worry. I'll manage."

The dragon landed on the mountain, and the man stepped off its back.

"Hurry and leave before they trace your trail," he said.

The dragon nodded. "I hope we meet again soon, Brother Han."

The dragon flew toward the forest, while Han entered one of the mountain's crevices and used his power to widen it from the inside. His body continued to bleed, especially from one of the holes in his chest.

He knew that these were the final moments of his life.

He took out a scythe from his Void Ring and grasped it firmly before activating a strange technique. The blade of the scythe glowed red, and a mysterious energy began to flow out of his body. The scythe absorbed it all.

The moment that energy stopped leaving his body, his heart ceased beating, and he died.

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One Hundred Years Later

The scene shifts to the Wang family in Luochun Village, which consisted of four members: the father, Wang Kai; the mother, Ling Er; the elder brother, Wang Lin; and the younger brother, Wang Yang.

Wang Lin woke up early and headed to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. On the way, a maid carrying a ready-made meal passed by him on her way to his younger brother's room.

There was a clear difference in the treatment of the two brothers.

While Lin prepared his own breakfast, Ming ate his meal in bed while a maid sat beside him.

The reason for this difference was talent.

The younger brother, Ming, had already reached the Second Realm of Body Tempering, while the elder brother, Lin, had not even managed to open the Energy Pathway within his body.

This vast difference in talent earned the younger brother far better treatment than the elder one. He even received the larger share of the family inheritance, leaving only scraps for Lin.

After finishing his breakfast, Lin returned to his room to change his clothes. At this time of day, he was accustomed to going out for a walk.

After changing, he left the house and wandered through the village. His eyes eventually fell upon a beautiful young woman walking hand in hand with her five-year-old younger brother.

She was the love of his life—someone he had also lost to his younger brother.

Lowering his head, he walked out of the village and headed toward the mountains nearby.

The climb was not difficult. He soon reached a relatively flat area on the mountainside and began walking while talking to himself, lamenting his weakness.

As he mourned his own helplessness, his foot slipped and he fell into a crack in the mountain.

His body slammed against the ground.

When he opened his eyes, he discovered that this crack was different from the others. It appeared narrow from the outside, yet was surprisingly spacious within.

Turning around, he saw the skeletal remains of a dead man wearing a red ring. To the left of the skeleton lay a black-handled scythe whose blade emitted a faint red glow.

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