ChaosMajesty

In the vast expanse of the infinite domains where time loses its grip and eternity is but a fleeting concept, the pursuit of immortality and everlasting life consumes many souls. 

At the heart of this cosmic tapestry a six-century-old expert whose name invokes both fear and reverence throughout the world.

Struggling against the constraints of his own talent, He devises a grand plan that has the potential to ripple through the entire world. His singular ambition: to break free from the shackles of his limited fate and ascend to a higher realm. Yet, as he orchestrates his intricate moves from behind the curtain, a pivotal question arises.

Is he genuinely forging a new destiny, defying the preordained trajectory of his life? Or, in his relentless pursuit of immortality and power, is he unwittingly treading a path already laid out by unseen forces?

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Ascension of The Unholy Immortal

"Old man, what the hell do you want?!" the middle-aged man said grimly, frustration etched deep in the lines on his face. He glanced at the ornate jade case on his belt, its intricate carvings reflecting the sunlight, and sneered, "You're a Runic Cultivator, this thing is worthless to you."

The old man chuckled, a mischievous glint flickering in his eyes. "Worthless, you say?" he jeered, his voice laced with amusement. "Perhaps I can't utilize it myself, but I can certainly fetch a handsome price for it," he added, spitting on the ground to emphasize his disdain. "You little thief, stumbling upon this in Frostfell, it rightfully belongs to us runic cultivators."

"Belongs to you?" The middle-aged man's laughter sliced through the air, cold and filled with incredulity. "What kind of absurdity is that? Frostfell belongs to no one."

Runes vs Spirit (1)