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Betrayed by those he empowered. Slain at the peak of his reign. Reborn into a world unworthy of him.

Tian Mo was once a supreme cultivator, a dark sovereign who ruled with absolute might and terrifying intellect. After a million years of conquest, his closest allies turned on him, stripping him of everything. But fate offered no rest. Reincarnated into modern-day Earth, he awakens in a weak mortal body—yet his memories, ambition, and ruthlessness remain untouched.  

  In this strange new world of technology and fragile peace, Tian Mo finds new prey. With the Primordial Chaos Demonic Evil Physique and the forbidden Divine Sins Emperor Technique, he begins building his empire from the shadows. He manipulates the system, devours the corrupt, and topples the powerful—not out of justice, but vengeance... and the endless hunger for power.

There are no heroes in this tale. Only a monster reborn—and the world that will burn beneath his feet.

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EVIL RISING AGAIN!

Chapter 11: The Spirit Severing Master and the Scarlet Veil

—Espionage, Seduction, Hidden Orders, Power Play—

Tian Mo stood before the Mirror Shard again, the cold light of fate splintering across its jagged surface. This time, the image that emerged shimmered blood-red.

A man, cloaked in shadow, eyes hollow with experience, moved through battlefields like a wraith.

Once a prodigy of Terra's Red Lotus Sect. Now exiled. Rumors marked him as early Spirit Severing Realm, hiding on Earth among a secretive group of female cultivators known as the Scarlet Veil—a sect of assassin concubines who used pleasure and poison to bring empires down.

He's strong. But tired. Alone. Distrustful of Terra. He can be bought… or broken.

"Scarlet Veil operates like a ghost clan," Yin Hua briefed. "Each member is blood-oathed. They don't serve individuals—only causes."

"And what is their cause?" Tian Mo asked.

"Balance," she said grimly. "They kill those who tip the scales of the mortal world too far. Cultivators. Kings. Heirs. Sect masters."

He chuckled. "They'll love me, then."

Anna disguised herself as a wandering rogue cultivator and staged a small power eruption in Rio de Janeiro's spiritual zone. Sure enough, within a night, two women of the Scarlet Veil approached her, masked, graceful, and lethal.

By the time they realized the trap, it was too late.

Inside an abandoned opera house laced with Qi suppression wards, Tian Mo met Zhao Wuying face to face.

The man was tall, hair grey at the temples, with the sharp, cruel gaze of one who had survived too many wars. Two Scarlet Veil assassins flanked him—both Spirit Core cultivators, beautifully trained, prepared to die.

"You're the one building a shadow throne beneath Earth," Zhao said calmly.

"And you're the one hiding under a woman's skirt," Tian Mo replied.

Then, Tian Mo smiled. "We're both tired of gods who failed us. But I offer my women power. Purpose. Pleasure. I offer them a future where we sit on top—not bowing beneath Heaven's Chosen."

He looked at the assassins. "And I offer you release."

He unleashed his aura—a chaotic storm of blood-honed desire and immortal will.

One of the assassins collapsed to her knees, moaning in spiritual submission.

The other trembled but stood firm.

Zhao's fingers flexed—but he didn't attack.

"Keep your leash tight, boy," Zhao said finally. "But if you truly mean to rebuild from the rot… I'll watch. For now."

Zhao Wuying was not yet loyal—but curious. A potential ally or thorn, depending on Tian Mo's path.

The Scarlet Veil's influence was split. One of their commanders, the woman who submitted, named herself:

She chose to join Tian Mo's harem, willingly.

Status: Neutral Watcher | Potential Ally

Role: Strategic Asset | Future Commander

Realm: Core Formation (Peak, Poison Variant)

Status: Inner Circle | Pleasure-Dual Cultivator

Specialty: Assassination, Interrogation, Breeding Enhancement

Lilith awakened—naked in a spirit pool, her bloodline finally stable. Her gaze found Tian Mo's, and she crawled toward him with instinct, not thought.

She nodded, lips trembling. "Yes… Master."