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Kai Feng was just an ordinary librarian—content with his uneventful life, buried in books and avoiding excitement. That is, until he stumbled upon an ancient manuscript that should not have existed.

The moment he turned its final page, his world was consumed by light. Frozen in time, caught in a battle between mysterious factions, he could do nothing but watch as powerful cultivators fought over his fate.

Then, he awoke—not in his library, but in an unknown world, face-to-face with a mischievous old master who forced him through years of training. With no choice but to adapt, Kai learned to harness Qi, master deadly techniques, and awaken abilities beyond his imagination.

When he finally returned, three years had passed—but only moments in the real world. Now, powerful sects and unseen forces are moving, their eyes locked onto him.

Thrust into a world of sect wars, betrayals, and ancient secrets, Kai must carve his own path. Unfortunately for the righteous cultivators who stand in his way... he has been chosen as the next leader of the most feared evil sect.

Can an indifferent bookworm truly become the Evil Sect Lord? Or will he redefine what it means to wield power?

Martial Arts | Cultivation | LitRPG | Sect Wars | Power Struggles

Ascension of the Evil Sect Lord

The sky above the Void Realm tore open.

Where once floated veils of starlight and fragmented moons, now churned a single, spiraling vortex of blood-red lightning. From the heart of the storm stood the Blood Demon—unbound, unshackled, roaring his defiance into the heavens.

With every beat of his wings, reality buckled. He floated above the ruined Cliff of Regrets, surrounded by molten fractures in space itself.

"You think three of you worthless cultivators can stop a storm like me?" he bellowed. "I am what the world feared—and now the world will kneel."

Three figures emerged from the breach below.

Kai, veiled in glowing light, bearing the sixfold mark. Yin, Peerless Sword humming with pure Qi. Han, with dragon tattoos on his arms glowing in fire and gold.

He vanished in a blink, reappearing above them, palms outstretched, and from them erupted a tidal wave of crimson energy. The air ignited as the energy curved downward like a scythe made of despair.

Yin stepped forward, spinning her sword in a wide arc. Lightning surged through the void, creating a dome of electric resistance. The energy wave struck the barrier with a scream but held.

Kai rose into the air, his robes streaming behind him like wings of silk. With a gesture, he summoned a stormfront. Qi converged like a spear and he launched it, piercing through the upper left of the Blood Demon's wing.

The blood demon staggered but did not fall.

"You delay what cannot be denied," the demon snarled.

"Then we'll deny it again," Kai said and lunged.

They fought not as separate warriors, but as one.

Yin's strikes came fast, precise, built to stagger and mislead. Han followed each of her moves with bestial techniques enhanced with the Dragon Cloak, keeping the demon off balance. Kai circled wide, using the momentum to trace the Final Binding in glowing sigils with every step.

The demon roared. Claws swiped. Winds collapsed. Han bled, but pressed forward.

A pulse of power surged from the Blood Demon's chest.

The void cracked. The half complete Binding shattered into shards of silver and red.

Han was thrown across the sky. Yin hit the stone so hard the cliff cratered beneath her.

Kai barely remained upright, the sigils he carved disintegrating midair. The demon bled, but his fury was greater than his wounds.

"You dare try to bind me again?!" he howled.

He dove for Kai, claws extended, jaws wide.

Instead, he activated the Final Binding sigil—not from the circle, but from within himself.

His chest erupted with light—sixfold energy coursing through his veins like rivers of fire. The symbol over his heart pulsed as his voice echoed with ancient power.

A golden spear of pure Qi formed in Kai's hand.

As the demon descended, Kai leapt into the air and hurled it.

The spear struck the demon's core.

Light exploded. The world screamed.

Chains of energy spiraled around the Blood Demon, binding wings, limbs, soul. He roared—clawed—raged—but the spear pinned him like a star collapsing.

Kai fell, smoke trailing from his skin. The sigil on his chest faded, along with his aura.

Han and Yin crawled toward him as the demon shrieked in the heavens—sealed once more.

The Blood Demon screamed, not in pain, but in rage. The bindings crackled with threads of lightning, light, and ancient runes, struggling to hold a being that had never been meant to be chained.

Crimson cracks split through the sky as the Void Realm twisted under his fury. The seal pulsed with agony.

Kai staggered to his feet, blood still trickling down his temple. He stared at the chained titan above, then looked to Han, who lay motionless but breathing.

"If he breaks free," Kai said, "the mortal world won't survive."

Chapter 104: Stormbound Ascension