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A powerful Sovereign is attacked by righteous and evil cultivators which led to his men murdered, his treasures plundered, and his domain destroyed.

Against the overwhelming power of the two sides hunting him down, he fought a battle that inevitably resulted to his death.

Or so he thought until he woke up in a new world.

"Hm? What a waste... herbs like these are rare in my dominion. Why do these mortals not treasure them?..."

"Oh... Hmmm. Children with cultivation potential, abandoned by their parents, and treated too lowly by their society... 

"Come with me child, and you will have the strength to stand on top of the world..."

Cultivator in a World of Angels, Demons, and Super Heroes

"MMffff.." Gentarou wakes up, and after adjusting himself, he finds himself in his bedroom. His memories before he was knocked out also come back to him.

"Hello there. You were out bad..." Before he can get angry at what happened to him, he is greeted by a familiar face. A face that belongs to a friend his age.

While his friend is also in her 80s like him, she does not look like she is in her 50s like him, but in her late 30s due to the nature of her ability.

"Emi…" He greets back in relief knowing that he is out of danger in the presence of the best Superioris Doctor he knows personally.

Suddenly, "AH…", a severe headache assaults him and he cannot help but groan in pain.

"Compared to being paralyzed, that headache is nothing." Emi explains, noticing Gentarou's eyes starting to tear up from the pain.

"It was that bad, huh? How long was I out?" Gentarou asks, after the headache stops blaring.

Before Going To Seclusion