TruthTeller

Robin Burton is a young man who grow with everything anyone can hope for, immense talent for cultivation, sharp mind, a wealthy family that will stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything except the willingness to take them.

"Why would I take the same route as my ancestors ? why should I become stronger? to beat this and compete with that..?! THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS BORN FOR!!" 

Robin didn't want to compete with young masters, so he made an army and started invading planets.

Lord of the Truth

Robin crossed his arms over his chest, his piercing gaze fixed on the battlefield ahead. Despite being a central figure in the ongoing chaos, he had refrained from lifting a finger for the past few minutes, quietly observing the unfolding carnage.

At the heart of the battle, Pythor was locked in a savage fight against six silver soul creatures— the same creatures he had destroyed not long ago.

As a Soul Master, Robin had a distinct advantage: as long as the initial soul of a summoned soul creature remained intact within his soul domain, it didn't matter how many times its physical manifestation was destroyed. He could easily summon it again. However, each re-summoning cost him an enormous amount of Soul Units.

Pythor hissed violently, spewing forth a deadly cloud of corrosive poison toward one of the silver creatures. The soul creature barely had a chance to react before disintegrating entirely.

The uncle joining in