vile, inhuman laughter echoed through the battlefield.
"Ahahaha… ahahaha…"
Renewal sat on the ground, one arm supporting him from behind. His face was hidden beneath pale scars, his head tilted toward the sky.
Blood flowed freely from his wounds.
"If I weren't this weak… I would have killed them on the spot."
He laughed again, softer this time.
"Oh, Heaven… you only desire stability. I am nothing but a plague in this world. I must die to fulfill your cycle of life and death."
His voice turned mocking.
"But Heaven cannot be defeated by a mere mortal… can it?"
His eyes sharpened.
"Oh, Mortal Ruler… you should have come back. Where are you?"
"Ahahahahaha!"
In the distance, Sheng Zoi Bai and Yao Ming stood frozen, sweat dripping down their faces.
"This… this legend…" Sheng Zoi Bai muttered. "Even after losing thirty percent of his power… even after we chained him, leaving him with barely ten percent…"
He clenched his teeth.
"He's still this dangerous… What kind of monstrous talent does he have?"
Renewal smiled faintly.
Around him stood the Four Heavenly Fiends, their souls enslaved by the Seven-Colored Immortal.
Sheng Zoi Bai let out a cold breath.
"You're wondering how we managed to enslave you despite being weaker, aren't you?"
He smiled.
"This… was all predicted."
"By the Third Leader of the Region Continent… from the era we were born in."
Renewal's laughter slowly faded.
"He knew you would go mad… because you cause more madness than even the Heavenly Fiends combined."
Sheng Zoi Bai raised his hand.
"So he prepared."
A sphere appeared in his palm.
Inside it, blood and water swirled together—darkness and light intertwining.
Renewal's expression twisted.
"That… looks like a Yin-Yang Sphere…"
Then his eyes widened.
"…My second Soul Core?"
Sheng Zoi Bai sneered.
"We stole it."
"You've lost eighty percent of your strength."
He stepped forward.
"People with seven soul-force energies have six Soul Cores… some rare ones have seven or eight…"
"But you…"
His voice dropped.
"You had twelve."
"And with your Blood Path and the image of Nezha… nearly fourteen."
Renewal froze.
"Do you understand what that means?" Sheng Zoi Bai continued.
"Each rank increases your power far beyond normal cultivators."
"Others gain five… maybe ten."
"But you?"
"Forty at Sage level… eighty at Peak."
"You were destined to surpass even the Mortal Ruler… to stand above all Seer Immortals."
Rain began to fall.
"The First Leader of the Region Continent," Sheng Zoi Bai said quietly, "used a Water Soul Core transformation… to corrupt your soul."
"He made it impossible for your Soul Core to return to your body."
"And your heart…"
He looked up.
"…has been cultivated for millions of years."
Renewal's mind raced.
"But how," Renewal asked slowly, "did you enslave me… with just that sphere?"
Sheng Zoi Bai smiled.
"We didn't rely on that alone."
He raised his hand.
A radiant artifact appeared—a white dragon biting its own tail, forming a perfect circle.
"The Heaven Ruler Artifact."
Renewal stared.
"How…?"
"Three million years of planning," Sheng Zoi Bai said calmly. "What made you think we would fail?"
"Our descendants… protected my split soul."
"That's why I stand here today."
"With the Seven Colored Experts…"
His voice turned cold.
"We were meant to turn you into nothing more than a puppet."
"A lifeless corpse… obeying our will."
He glanced at Yao Ming.
"…Until he interfered."
Silence.
"We didn't need him," Sheng Zoi Bai said sharply. "He almost ruined everything."
"If the Supreme Elder sided with the culprit of the Fate Building…"
"The Empire Continent and Immortal Continent would have attacked us."
"He had no choice but to act."
A pause.
"…But now," he muttered, "we can't fully control Renewal."
Renewal suddenly laughed.
"So that's how it is…"
"After three million years of slumber…"
"I return… only to be enslaved by my own people."
He stood up slowly.
"How ironic."
"The greediest cultivator of all time…"
"…betrayed by greed."
His smile widened.
"I am Renewal."
"I will remain the same through all ages."
Then his eyes darkened.
"But only a fool… never changes."
Sheng Zoi Bai's expression suddenly twisted.
"Something's wrong—!"
Too late.
BAM!
Yao Ming moved.
His hand pierced straight through Sheng Zoi Bai's chest.
Blood splattered.
Renewal smiled.
"What the hell…?"
....
Future overlord flew straight in the air as then
He hear a knocking sound
The secrete temple shook as it Open wide as gust of wind flush it
Future overlord look tense as he saws a familiar figure
Wo shong tin and woman of peace gave the stranger a weird look
As there stood a man wearing a purple garment covering his body his face hidden by a hood
As he wave his sleeve
Future overlord I ecceoz the deal
Future overlord flew down
Good