Immortal Kingdoms

After an unexpected accident cut his life short, Elias found himself reincarnated in a completely different realm, thanks to the whim of a celestial being seeking to right a cosmic mistake. As a form of compensation, the deity granted Elias a second chance in a fantastical land teeming with sorcery, mythical beasts, and blade-wielding warriors. However, this new world was far from ideal. Trapped in a time resembling Earth's distant past, it lacked modern conveniences—no electricity, no sanitation systems, and certainly none of the technology Elias had once taken for granted. Luckily, the divine gift came with a twist: a powerful enhancement and a digital companion known as Nexus-1, a hyper-intelligent AI. Armed with this advantage, Elias began reshaping the world around him. Drawing inspiration from the comforts of his former life, and blending it with the limitless potential of magic, he set out to build a civilization more advanced—and more magical—than anything he'd known before.

.... "Master?".... “Of course. It's because you haven't activated your powers yet. I've been waiting for you! You are the reason I am in jail and now, it's fulfilled” He almost screamed in excitement and brought out a dragon-like ring which almost frightened the fragile Reed because it seemed rusty, dirty and old. “It's all yours. Master of the 365th province of the imperial world!” ***** In a world where the rich oppressed the poor, he was tormented! Humiliated! Confined! Now, he is set free! He is back! Those who opposed and oppressed him would be repaid one million times worse! It starts from now!

In a world where mortals strive to defy the heavens, where mountains float and oceans roar with spiritual beasts, the cultivation world stands on the edge of chaos. The Radiant Court rules above all—seven Thrones, unshaken for ten thousand years. They decide who rises. They decide who falls. But there is a legend whispered in silence. A name spoken only in riddles. A figure who once stood above the heavens… and walked away. Chen Fi. No one knows where he came from. No one knows how strong he truly was. Only the oldest cultivators remember the tremble in the world when he last raised a hand. They say he once refused the title of Immortal Emperor. They say he gave up the Nine Dao Thrones. They say he saw something beyond power… and chose peace. Now, hidden in a quiet valley unknown to most maps, he lives as a humble hermit—drinking tea, fishing under cherry blossoms, and raising a single orphan boy. But peace never lasts. When the world begins to stir—when arrogant sects send disciples to claim his land, when the Thrones grow fearful of a man they could never control—old echoes awaken. Chen Fi does not seek conflict. But should conflict find him… He reminds the world why it once knelt.