All Chapters of King Of Hell's Reincarnation : Chapter 11
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Ruptured Meridians
"I heard the family head brought the fifth young master back, the cripple! And I heard a piece of interesting news" One of the maids whispered to her friend while heading towards the main villa. "The fifth young master? What happened to him?" "I have a friend working in his courtyard, she heard he was taken in as a disciple by the head of royal guards in the imperial palace!" "Isn't he a cripple? Why would anyone consider taking him in as a disciple, unless it's to befriend the Frostmoon family." She asked with a curious expression, seemingly interested in the juicy gossip. "I don't know either, I just know he was taken in as a disciple, he would probably join the royal guards." She replied with a light shrug. "Are you joking? Royal guards? How is he supposed to join if he can't cultivate? The discipleship must've been to create ties with the Frostmoon family, there's no cultivator who would seriously train a cripple, there's nothing profitable in it." 'He's still alive?
Gerald
Those who oppress others tend to rely heavily on their powers or advantages over the bullied party, losing those advantages would result in a devastating crash to their mindset and hearts, especially when it came to losing their power over the bullied party. The moment Chris felt all strength diffuse from his pores, limbs growing weak, his energy draining out gradually, he felt his world crash, the effect it made on his mind was a hundred times more than what happened to his body. The meridians acted as a link between the mortal body and the outer world, directly towards origin. Without the meridians he was no different from a normal, average mortal, his physique could at most make him stronger than other mortals but that was all. "You.. what did you do to me?!" Chris screamed out, his eyes trembling, brain racing, trying to convince himself it was just a passing dream. "You're way too dependent on your natural instincts, the moment you lost your meridians you fell prey to your
Sovereign Of The Void (Ai Ming)
The Frostmoon family prohibited battles between cultivators but if there was an irrefutable duel with both parties agreeing to the duel, they could host a challenge at the family arena. A life or death duel was only accepted for the outer members, the main bloodline members were not allowed to engage in life or death duels. The regulators wouldn't permit a life or death duel between two main family members but when it came to a duel between the golden child Gerald who had a royal bloodline, impressive physique, an extremely high talent and Draxus the cripple who lost his mother, lived with another useless cripple and lived his whole life just like a timid little chicken, the family head would probably not notice or even ignore it if he died, they obviously knew who to side with. On the Frostmoon family's arena ground, Gerald and Yan Ming stood facing each other, a crowd had gathered on the seats to view the spectacle about to unfold. In reality they were just there to watch the f
Sovereign Of The Void (Ai Ming) 2
The first ten primordials, the ten elements, natural laws from which the universe was created from. Yan Ming signified fire, everything related to fire, flames or inferno were under his command and must submit to him hence the title {Sovereign of flames} Just like Yan Ming the other nine primordials all had their laws, Tian Yi signified light, and Ai Ming just like the others had the title Sovereign of the Void, the natural law he governed over was space, his descendants all had a portion of the power passed down through his bloodline, recognizable when awakened. The Sitrus nation was created by one of the descendants of Ai Ming, his bloodline passed down across the generations, even though it thinned out after so long and only a few could awaken a portion of it, it was more than enough for Gerald to become a top genius of the Frostmoon family, if he was of the direct bloodline he would've been qualified to become the next family head. "You're a descendant of Ai Ming." Yan Ming m
I Have No Master
Velmora Jade River City, whispering Jade forest. A group of hunters formed by four cultivators were walking across the forest, each of them held onto a spatial pouch to keep their spoils and hunts. "We've been here for over a week, I suggest we go back to Jade River City and recuperate for a few days before we return to search for the treasure." One of the cultivators suddenly said prompting the others to halt and glare at him. "We've been searching for over a week, we're almost at the point located on the map and you suddenly want to chicken out?" The first man sighed, his shoulders slumped when he realized the other three didn't have any intention to change their minds. "We're already drained and you know that, we've struggled all the way from the outer and inner zones of the forest, at least we have an idea of where we're going now, I didn't say we'll give up on it, just give it enough time for us to slowly map the area out and scout the forest for hidden dangers." He r
A Challenge
A week later Yan Ming opened his eyes, exhaled a deep breath, the Qi storm swirling round him dispersed, his body felt lighter, his perspective increased and his Qi pool had increased greatly, over the past week he had been stuck in the royal guards personal quarters in the imperial palace. Bennett had forced him over from the Frostmoon family, then locked him up when Yan Ming refused to "comply" No matter what Bennett did he would simply shrug him off without an ounce of fear, not even when he was locked up in this little courtyard. Over the week, he would cultivate at times then stroll around the royal guards quarters, he even left the guards quarters without getting detected, Bennett nearly pulled out his hair in rage, searching all through the city for his lost disciple even causing a rukus in the Frostmoon family only for Yan Ming to return to his courtyard by sunset. When Bennett asked of his whereabouts, Yan Ming simply replied "I was feeling a bit stuffy so I went out t
Elemental Possession
"A duel?" Bennett asked once again, he felt his outlook on the world had changed. 'A spiritual awakening realm kid requesting for a duel from an ember core realm cultivator, if this isn't courting death what is it? He could've requested for a spar or training but a duel?' The main difference between a duel, a spar and training was the intent, teachings would only require soft methods, with no intent to injure or kill attached, spar occured between fellow cultivators of the same level who went all out to "win" but not to kill or injure. A duel on the other hand could even involve killing or crippling the opponent, Yan Ming requesting for a duel had obviously crossed Bennett's line. He watched Bennett's expression change, he knew what was going on in his mind so he decided to pull even further. "Don't tell me you're scared to have a duel with me because you might lose." "Lose? There's no way I would lose." Bennett replied amidst laughter, he had full confidence and assurance
Sovereign Of Flames
"A pillar? Wait a minute, doesn't this look like hell's mandate erected in the capital, right above the primordial infernal realm? I've only seen it once when I went there to make a report but I definitely can't forget it!" The male asked the leader who closed the scroll, rolled it up and returned it to the pouch. "Hell's mandate? You surely jest, looks like you don't know it's significance, if hell's mandate ever falls or leaves the primordial infernal realm that means it's the end for the infernal realm. It could be a mockery of it, who knows, just do your job and get the pay, whatever it is or what they need it for isn't our business to meddle in." --- Bennett clenched tight onto his sword, a serious expression on his face, he had forgotten all about his previous words and his 30 seconds defence stand, the pressure he felt from Yan Ming in his current state was enough to threaten even him. He took a huge leap towards Yan Ming, thrusting towards his arm, he still didn't inte
Sovereign Of Flames (2)
A crowd had gathered near Bennett's villa, the commotion there was way too loud and obvious to ignore, the courtyard was wrecked, torn to bits under the intense force released by both parties, the infernal zone unleashed by Yan Ming using elemental possession had burnt away a quarter of the courtyard. The two clashed with each other repeatedly, creating shockwaves spreading through the guards quarters, the duel had turned into a prolonged battle after Bennett used his soul manifestation, neither of the two could gain an edge over the other, Yan Ming could create and manipulate the flames into any form or skill he wanted it to be. As his main element and the element his very existence represented, even though he couldn't utilize it's full power his title as the sovereign of flames enabled him to meld flames into whatever he wished for it to be. In his prime, he could even create life from flames. The longer the fight dragged on the more perturbed Bennett felt, it didn't feel like
Primordial Soul
{Ding! Level up: HP +5, Qi +10, Strength +5, Agility +3, Endurance +3, Bonus points +20} {Ding! Congratulations on attaining the Soul Manifestation Realm!} {Ding! Congratulations On Awakening the primordial soul} {HP +300, Qi +500, Strength +200, Agility +100, Endurance +100} {Name: Yan Ming} {Age: 19} {Race: Human} {Bloodline: None} {Level: 41 (1st layer of the Soul Manifestation Realm)} {Exp: 4/100} {HP: 655/655} {Qi: 1290/1290} {Strength: 460} {Agility: 256} {Endurance: 656} {Bonus Points: 20} {Authorities} {1. Primordial Sovereign Of Flames: Fire resistance +100%, Fire affinity +100%} {2. King Of Hell, Ruler of The Abyss: All citizens of the infernal realm are under your control and must bow to you.} {3. Wielder Of Hell's Mandate: You wield one of the ten primordial weapons forged from chaos and command the authority of hell, the powers of the infernal realm are bestowed upon you} 'The primordial soul, it's just as I expected, time to wrap th