The wind continued to blow as new cultivators rose and the old fell, empires rose and fell, sects rose and fell, and Gods and Demons rose and fell, different timelines rose and fell, while time continued on its never-ending path. Several new realms were birthed, while old powerless ones fell under the vestige of power. Within the lower heaven of the realm Quadralia, in a room within the Yun family, a 3-year-old child could be seen asleep.

The room didn't look anything special. It was a slightly large room with a bed and other necessities. The boy had black hair and a cute face, with a slightly pointed nose and chubby cheeks. Anybody who saw him would want to pinch his cheek.

The boy seemed to be in pain as his eyebrows scrunched up, and there was a painful look on his cute little face. Suddenly, the boy shot up from his bed while clutching his head.

'Haa... haha... what the hell happened? Why does my head hurt?'

As the boy woke up, he looked around his surroundings. A hint of confusion came to his eyes, which soon faded away upon seeing the room he was in. The boy raised his hands and looked at them. They were soft, small, and smooth. Soon, a calm look, not fitting for a child, took over.

'Am I back?'

The boy thought as he placed his head on the headboard of the bed and rested his body. Soon, his eyes closed, trying to calm down his beating heart. His memories flashed, reminding him of who he is—Yun Xiao, one of the main children of the huge behemoth Yun family.

Right now, he has returned to the past. More accurately, he's now back in his first life, Yun Xiao, after all, had gone through 2 lives. In his first life, he died at the age of 40 and was reborn in a world called Ingrid, which was completely different from his original cultivation world.

The world he was reborn into had no Qi and depended on technology, things he has already seen but with the added change of not having the presence of any sort of Qi or energy source he knows. The monsters there were fought with something called skills. Yun Xiao lived in that world for 50 years before he died again.

This time, he had met someone who called himself a God Of Stories. The God in question gave him a chance and sent him back to the past, to his real world, the world of the 4 heavens he originated from. Yun Xiao took deep breaths as he calmed his anxious heart. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

"Heavenly Opposers... huh."

Xiao muttered as he absentmindedly stared at the ceiling. The realm he lived in or now lives in is the realm called Quadralia, with four heavens stacked above each other. The whole of the four heavens was part of a realm that existed among the infinite spread around. His Yun family was a behemoth of an Empire in the lowest heaven. This is a world filled with cultivators trying to fight against the heavens, a cosmos filled with endless conflicts and greed.

The whole of this cosmos is ruled by power. Nothing else matters. It's a cold reality where you could lose your life at any time. In this cosmic reality, several pantheons, powers, and organizations ruling realms exist, and among them, the one that controls the laws or, to be more certain, the regulations is the Heavenly Court, controlled and ruled over by the 11 chosen heavens super darlings and its lower followers, each meticulously looked after by the Heavens.

The story of Yun Xiao, in his previous life, was quite normal and tragic. He was a normal, arrogant young master. He had talent at the lowest plane, but towards the top, his talent was trash. Seeing others surpass him, Xiao turned towards the 'evil' side for power and, in the end, was killed. After all, in this power-hungry cosmos, those termed as 'Evil' match those that are shunned by every power.

After dying, he was born into the world of Ingrid, which was completely different from his first world. Most people there only lived for a maximum of 200 years, and only humans ruled over it. Upon realizing that he had been reborn, Xiao shouted with ecstasy, inwardly screaming that he would rule this new world.

But alas, it was not to be. The world didn't have qi to cultivate at all. Not only that, the world was filled with so-called heroes who fought with skills. Despite having the luck of being reborn, Xiao screamed that he was still chosen, but fate was cruel once again. He was talented enough to awaken more than one skill, but all of them were trash.

Xiao's hopes were crushed again. He became depressed, bullied, and beaten. Even when he resisted, he lacked strength. Even in the new world he was born into, strength reigned supreme. But he did not despair, well that's not right Xiao did despair, he did fall into a huge wall of loss and death.

Xiao still had the sword skills and sharp mind from his first life. This, along with the help of his newfound master throughout his life, turned him around. He experienced all the ups and downs of life, making a living as a mercenary. Even his end was in a way he never expected, but Yun Xiao never regretted his end, for he died doing something he believed in.

It was during his time as a mercenary that he came across something called novels. Fascinated, he read about a cultivation novel that shared the same concept as cultivation itself!

Soon, he became obsessed with reading different novels, and that's when he came across something called the Heavenly Opposers! Intrigued, he read it, only to be astonished by the fact that it was 100% his world. Hell, even he was mentioned as a 'small'-scale villain.

The more he read, the more he understood that the book spoke about a group called the Heavenly Opposers. In fact, Xiao knew them well, as he had been killed by one of them.

The Heavenly Opposers were simple: they opposed the Heavenly Court. The Heavenly Court was sly and dangerous. They had taken up the seat to rule the heavens, but they were corrupted by its power and were unwilling to give up their power.

According to the heavens' set rule, the 11 seats of heavenly Rulers should be given to the next chosen one when they were born or chosen. However, the ones currently ruling were consumed by greed and couldn't be satisfied.

So they planned and killed the chosen ones before they could grow. Technically, due to the rule placed on them, they couldn't use their true power, but they controlled the powers from behind, killing off the chosen ones and causing them immense anguish and pain.

And as one could guess, due to some heaven's blessing, the chosen ones born in this era survived, and they sought revenge. Thus, the Heavenly Opposers were born.

In fact, this Era's chosen ones only suffered less and then their Heavenly luck struck turning them all into the greatest, though they were the lucky ones that escaped, for the unlucky ones that fell into the trap, their suffering was never-ending.