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Myriads of races and myriads of worlds. In the chaotic world where gods and devils battled for supremacy, Ryan was born as the youngest prince of the devil world.

Since his birth, he was hailed as an unprecedented genius of the devil world. Devils were generally battle crazy but Ryan was different. He loved to spend most of his time in reading the works of ancient scholars.

His life was going smoothly when a sudden catastrophe striked the entire devil world. This was the first time Ryan hated himself for not being powerful as he watched helplessly the destruction of the devil race.

He thought he had died but when he woke up, he was already born in another world.

A loving mother and a doting aunt, the new life of Ryan began.

Monarch of darkness

"Yo kid! Are not you lucky?" when Evan woke up from his deep sleep, he listened the voice of old man Brasylx. He looked at Brasylx and it was obvious that there would be no change in the appearance of an ancient old man. Evan saw the old man was still stroking his beard as usual and looking at him with a smile.

"How much time has passed since I came here?", Evan asked Brasylx. "Oh, you have slept only for one day. You sure have some luck. Thats why you are still alive", Brasylx chuckled.

Evan looked at Brasylx with a confused look. "Still alive? What do you mean?", he asked Brasylx.

"Do you know how severe your injury was? It was enough to kill any experts below core condensation realm. Your wound was stretched to your heart region. It is good that your heart didn't got injured in the process", old man Brasylx replied. "Oh, I will check about the enemies later. I have a guess but I need to confirm my guess first", Evan said.

Cultivation is hard! Who said it?