Demon God

Three years ago, he was framed, crippled, and cast into the mud. Today, he discovered an altar that turns blood into power and stones into divine pills. ​The Dantian is broken? Fine. > The path to immortality is closed? I’ll punch a new one. ​Witness the rise of the last Ancient God in a world of deceptive Immortals. Strength is the only truth, and Mu Qiu has plenty of it.

I remember the day everything burned like a wound that would never heal. Flames stole my family — my parents were ripped from me, my little brothers and sisters turned to ash — all because debts bled our name dry. They came in the night with torches and cold mouths, set our home alight, and watched the world I knew collapse into smoke. When I thought the world had taken its last piece of me, something — someone — stepped through the blaze. I could not tell if it was man or woman; the fire kept the savior's shape blurred and holy, as if the flames themselves had given birth to a protector. They pulled me from the ruin and vanished like a promise. For seven years I answered a different kind of fire. I joined the army and let the drill and the discipline burn the broken parts clean. My hands learned steel. My bones learned marching. My nights learned keeping watch. I learned how to turn pain into armor, sorrow into strategy. I was forged in training fields and battle lines until a new name fit me. I am Kaelor Thane now — not a child who once cried over ash, but a force that arrives on the war road without apology. They called me the God of War because I learned to move like thunder and strike like winter. I carry no mercy in my pocket; I carry only the weight of a debt to be settled. Those who think they can stand between me and what I owe will learn the hard truth: I do not forgive. I do not forget. I return to make the ledger even, and I will make them pay in ruin, pain, and a silence that remembers my name.

Seventeen years of humiliation. One night of blood. And a legacy that should have stayed buried. Axton Vail thought he was nothing a powerless mistake in a world ruled by cultivation. Until his own family chained him to an altar to harvest his blood. The ritual failed. The seal broke. And the last heir of the Immortal War God woke up. Now, with god-killing power burning through his veins and enemies closing in from every shadow, Axton faces an impossible choice: become the monster they always feared he was, or find a way to stay human while the world tears itself apart trying to end him. In a city where power is everything and blood determines destiny, one boy will learn that the deadliest weapon isn't cultivation it's a war god who refuses to kneel. The hunt has begun. And this time, the prey has teeth.

Lin Fan is exactly three feet and four inches tall, which makes him the perfect punching bag for his snobby mother-in-law and the laughingstock of Jiang City’s high society. To the world, he’s just the useless, vertically-challenged live-in son-in-law of the failing Su family, a guy who gets splashed with wine and told to crawl into a hole. But what his icy CEO wife and her arrogant relatives don’t know is that his stunted growth is actually the result of the Primordial Asura Physique, making his bones denser than titanium and his body a condensed engine of violence. In the shadows, Lin Fan is the Supreme Dragon God, the ruthless ruler of the Nine Heavens Pavilion who commands trillions in wealth and an army of terrifying killers. He only plays the weak, clumsy dwarf to honor a dying promise and root out a traitor, but as arrogant young masters and greedy elders keep pushing their luck, they’re about to learn a harsh lesson. You might be able to look down on him physically, but when the Dragon God finally stops holding back, the entire city will be forced to bow.

Seven years ago, Thomas Green took the fall for a horrific crime to save his ex-wife's family, only to be betrayed, divorced, and left for dead on the bloodiest battlefields. Now, he returns to Valmoria as a penniless ex-convict. But behind his plain clothes lies a terrifying truth: Thomas is the supreme God of War, an untouchable military ruler whose power can crumble entire empires with a single word.

He was born out of infidelity.. discarded as a sin because his birth was the death of his father's mistress. Raised in an orphanage, broken, forgotten. This time, he's back.. not as Craig, but as Krazy Guidotti.. the parasite underneath their clothes.

Jimmy goes to surprise his girlfriend, the woman he loved and sacrificed for. He thought she shared the same love but Mirabel was done enduring his poverty-stricken love. Jimmy gets the shock of his life when he sees her with another girl. That night, he lost everything but a $20 million alert and a call from a strange number changed his life. His mother, whom he never knew, had returned, and she is the most powerful woman in the country. The poor orphan is no longer poor nor an orphan; he is out for revenge.

For 18 months, Ares Thorne was trapped in his own body due to a deadly neurotoxin from a high-level military betrayal. In the eyes of the elites of Oakhaven City and the Valerius Family, he was merely a crippled, mute son-in-law, and useless trash. They continued to trample on his pride every day, unaware that the man in the wheelchair was "The Ghost"—the Asura God of War who had once led hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers of the Shadow Legion. When the greed of the Valerius Family peaked to the point of torturing and threatening Clara—the only woman who sincerely cared for him—Ares's anger managed to shatter the poison's seal in his brain. His memory returned completely and his killing instincts awakened. However, instead of immediately revealing himself, Ares chose to remain sitting in his wheelchair. From the shadows, the General began a deadly game of revenge. With just one line of code on the Dark Web, Ares reactivated his trillions of dollars in wealth and his secret troops around the world. He brought down the Valerius Family's arrogance overnight, hunted the global traitor syndicate, and leveled anyone who dared to underestimate him. When The Ghost finally stood up from his chair, his enemies only had one choice: Kneel or perish.

Ren Kazama died the way most people do in this kind of story, badly and without warning. Twenty-six years old, three energy drinks deep into an all-nighter, he was crossing the street outside his office at 2 AM when a delivery truck ran the red light. He didn’t even feel it. One second he was checking his phone for a client email, the next he was staring at his own crushed umbrella from somewhere above his body. No tunnel of light. No smiling goddess offering him a wish. Just darkness, then cold, then the sensation of something ancient and starving wrapping itself around whatever was left of his soul. When Ren opened his eyes again, he wasn’t looking at a hospital ceiling. He was looking at a throne room built from black stone and bone, lit by torches that burned violet instead of orange. A mirror stood in front of him, and the thing staring back wasn’t human. Red eyes. Skin like ash over embers. A voice, older than the walls around him, echoed in his skull: “The seal has broken. The throne is empty. You will do.” That was it. No explanation, no tutorial, no system window blinking helpfully into existence. Just a title dropped onto him like a curse. Demon King. Ren stared at the throne room full of demons who were already kneeling to him out of terror rather than loyalty, and had exactly one thought. Now what?

When he came back, he learned his clan was annihilated, his mother was sexually abducted and brutally killed, his father was slain, even the most beautiful girl in the clan became a sex slave. Lu Zheng, an illegitimate son of the Clan Head, was the only clan member alive who was aware of the clan’s treasure the Scorching Blade Clan was searching for. He found a good Samaritan, who helped him enter the clan’s underground. However, he was betrayed and poisoned. When he believed his life was about to come to an end, a devil appeared in his consciousness. He appeared like an angel as he survived. Not only that, he awakened a system! [Name: Lu Zheng Rank: Novice Internal Technique: Basic Cultivation Technique. External Technique: Azure Tide Sword Art (Incomplete.) Strength: 2 Durability: 1 Speed: 3 Agility: 2 Stamina: 3 Intelligence: 3 Qi: 0 Extra Points: 0.] With the devil inside him and the system, Lu Zheng vowed to take revenge on his clan. And make the Murim World tremble by his name!