The day had come.
Liuguang Sect's ancestral temple stood shrouded in solemn silence.
Lin Chaoyuan had arrived
to complete the ancient coronation ritual
and finally claim the throne.
The wind was still.
The air was heavy.
But just as the final candle was lit…
Whooosh
A violent gust tore through the temple halls.
Dark clouds surged across the skies,
and one by one,
every single candle and flame was extinguished.
A deathly silence.
Then…
BOOM.
BOOM.
Three knocks.
The great door trembled.
And standing outside
his eyes ablaze with fury,
his hand gripping a sword forged from the blue flames of the Phoenix
Yu Sui.
---
He stepped inside.
And behind him,
with a terrifying screech,
his sacred phoenix spirit burst from his back,
its wings made of fire and grief.
With a single flap,
it ignited the entire temple.
Panic erupted.
Elders scattered.
Disciples screamed.
But Yu Sui saw no one.
His eyes were locked
on one man only
Lin Chaoyuan.
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The Clash Begins
Sparks flew.
Steel met steel.
Their swords clashed like thunder,
and lightning cracked above them in rage.
But with each swing Yu Sui made,
his rage boiled further.
His breath grew heavier.
His aura began to darken.
His demonic soul… was awakening.
Lin Chaoyuan smirked.
He struck
and his sword cut deep across Yu Sui's back.
Right through the Phoenix sigil engraved on his skin.
It split.
And the moment the mark was torn
the Phoenix spirit cried out,
its form fracturing… and then
Dying.
But that wasn't the end.
That… was the beginning.
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"You Killed Him… And Now… I'll Kill the World."
Yu Sui stood motionless.
Then slowly…
he lifted his head.
His eyes had turned black.
His veins glowed with infernal red.
And from within him,
dozens of ancient souls began to rise,
each merging into his body.
His spiritual energy spiraled out of control.
He no longer looked like a prince.
He no longer looked human.
He had become a vessel of vengeance.
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Arrival of the Ming Jing Men Sect
Suddenly, a glowing portal cracked open in mid-air
a flash of jade-green lightning.
Out stepped Shen Jichuan,
followed by his elite guards and disciples.
Among them…
Mo Yan.
They had tracked the disturbance.
But what they found…
Wasn't a battle.
It was a war between gods.
They saw Yu Sui
or what he had become.
And for a long moment,
none of them spoke.
Until Lin Chaoyuan, terrified,
made his escape.
Yu Sui gave chase
flames and shadows trailing behind him.
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But Lin Chaoyuan wasn't done yet.
From his sleeve,
he summoned a cursed relic
an artifact forbidden even in dark sects.
One final trap.
One final twist.