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Ascendant: The Reborn Divinity

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Luo chen’s past was etched in blood and betrayal. On that rain-lashed night when his fiancée emptied his accounts and her lover shattered his kneecaps, the once-promising heir crawled through muddied alleys, his empire of ambition crumbling with each agonized breath. Left to rot beneath neon-lit skyscrapers, he clutched a jade pendant stained with his own tears - the sole relic from his vanished clan. Three thousand years in the Heavenly Inferno Forge transformed shattered bones into divine meridians. Now returned as the Stellar Sovereign, his gaze alone freezes corporate titans mid-sentence. At the Huang Corporation’s centennial gala, former tormentors’ champagne flutes shatter simultaneously as Lin Feng materializes atop the crystal chandelier. “You mistook my mercy for weakness,” his voice thunders like celestial judgment, “Now behold the price of awakening a god.” Lightning weaves through his fingertips as the Shanghai Tower’s glass facade explodes outward, revealing an army of golden-armored dao soldiers hovering in formation. The real revenge? Making them watch their stolen empires turn to ash before their last, shuddering breath.
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Chapter 1 - Return of the Celestial Sovereign

At the summit of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning tore through the sky, shattering the altar used for heavenly sacrifices. The sudden thunderstorm, combined with the destruction of ancient relics, sparked widespread discussion.

At this moment, a high-speed train was speeding from Mount Tai towards Xinzhu.

A young man sat on the train, looking somewhat dazed. His chiseled face appeared pale, yet it could not conceal the extraordinary ambition radiating from him, revealing an air of exceptional spirit.

"Have I really been reborn? Or is this just an illusion?"

The young man sighed. He had confirmed this several times on Mount Tai, but he still found it hard to believe. Now, as he carefully sensed his body again, he discovered that the Taihuang Scripture could not be activated; all his cultivation had vanished completely, leaving only a trace of protective energy from the Taihuang Scripture.

"It seems I really have returned. I've come back to Earth, and it's the year I turned twenty." The young man's name was Luo Chen, the last heir of the Taihuang lineage.

Originally, Luo Chen was just an ordinary person, but through a twist of fate, he entered the realm of cultivation and obtained the Taihuang Scripture, eventually becoming the last heir of the Taihuang lineage that shook the universe. He cultivated step by step, ultimately achieving the status of an unparalleled immortal.

In his past life, Luo Chen was known for crushing all enemies in the vast immortal realms, standing tall at the pinnacle of all paths. Unfortunately, he was ambushed by the three great celestial lords who returned from the Third Solar Era.

"Heh, the three great celestial lords? You went to such lengths to ambush me for the Taihuang Scripture, even summoning the Wordless Heavenly Book and the Ten Great Evil Arrays. But alas, my life was not meant to end, and I have returned." A cold smile appeared on Luo Chen's lips, and a glint of coldness gathered in his eyes.

Although he was once a formidable force, revered as an immortal, his ultimate realm was still too low, leading to his downfall, where he bled in the Ten Great Evil Arrays and perished in self-detonation.

But this life would be different. He had been reborn and returned to Earth.

"If I awaken the divine treasure within me early and begin cultivating, while also obtaining those astonishing divine seeds scattered across Earth, then even the three great celestial lords will only be beneath my feet."

"Heh, I look forward to meeting you again, three great celestial lords. When I seize a few treasures first, I can't wait to see the expressions on your faces!" Another cold smile crossed Luo Chen's lips.

"Ding ding ding…" The ringtone sounded. Luo Chen took out his phone and frowned. Looking at the caller ID, a flicker of hatred ignited in his heart, which had previously been calm and detached.

The reason he had embarked on the path of cultivation was related to the person on the other end of the line.

But that was the beginning of his life's tragedy.

In his past life, Luo Chen's family was not particularly wealthy, but his father owned a house in the county, had a car, and even had savings of several hundred thousand, making them relatively well-off. They also owned a small renovation company, so he could be considered to have lived a comfortable life.

However, this trip would destroy everything.

Not long after graduating from university, he and his girlfriend, Zhang Xiaoman, were separated by distance. This trip was to visit her, and for Zhang Xiaoman, Luo Chen even chose to give up a promising future in Youzhou to work as a small employee in Xinzhu.

Little did Luo Chen know that this journey would mark the beginning of his disaster.

He arrived in Xinzhu with carefully selected gifts, only to be beaten into a state of disability, with both hands shattered and his knees crushed, leaving him in a prolonged state of despair, even contemplating suicide.

He became a disabled person who could not even live independently. His father spent all their savings on his treatment, sold their car and house, and eventually fell to the point of scavenging for a living.

Until that snowy night, when someone brought back the cold body of his father, he wept inconsolably.

For nearly twenty years afterward, he lived like a dog, mocked and insulted, even begging for survival.

The blow was too great for him, leading Luo Chen to lose all hope. Finally, one night, he climbed to the summit of Mount Tai and jumped.

Who would have thought that not only did he not die, but he also fell into the realm of cultivation, eventually obtaining the Taihuang Scripture, embarking on the path of cultivation, rising against the heavens, achieving an unparalleled legend, and defeating the ancient divine beings of the world, becoming a formidable immortal.

However, even as a supreme immortal, he could not revive his father, which became the greatest regret of his legendary life and the reason he could not break through to the final level.

But this time would be different. Since he could live again, Luo Chen vowed that no one would harm his father, and as for the enemies in Xinzhu, you caused my family to fall apart in my past life; this time, I will not let this grudge go unpunished.

He answered the call, and a voice filled with impatience and coldness came through.

"Hello, Luo Chen. Call me when you arrive. My mother and I will pick you up at the station."

Then, without giving Luo Chen a chance to respond, the call was abruptly ended.

A cold smile crossed Luo Chen's lips. In his past life, he had been madly in love with this woman, but after arriving in Xinzhu, he was looked down upon by her parents, facing all sorts of ridicule and difficulties.

In the end, due to her family's opposition, she deceived him into spending over a million of his father's hard-earned money on her startup, then heartlessly abandoned him for a second-generation official.

But this time, Luo Chen couldn't help but smile coldly. They could take their time.

Luo Chen put down his phone and happened to glance at an elderly man and a young girl sitting next to him.

At this moment, the old man was eagerly opening an ancient box, taking out a painting, and admiring it.

However, after just one glance, Luo Chen disdainfully turned his gaze away.

"What do you know about art?" Suddenly, the young girl beside the old man questioned, her tone filled with arrogance. Due to her privileged background, she had been spoiled since childhood, and seeing Luo Chen's dismissive look ignited her anger.

Do you understand?

What a joke!

In his past life, Luo Chen was an immortal; how could he not understand?

Moreover, after just one glance, he could tell that the painting was a counterfeit. Yet the old man was treating it with such care, as if it were a genuine masterpiece.

But with Luo Chen's temperament, how could he stoop to the level of this young girl?

He could also tell from their attire that the elderly man and the young girl were likely of significant status, either rich or noble.

"Don't speak out of turn if you don't understand. After all, someone like you, a country bumpkin, has probably never seen a genuine antique worth millions in your lifetime." The girl said this with her chin held high, her face full of disdain. She was accustomed to mingling with the powerful and looked down on ordinary people like Luo Chen.