In the heart of the Eternal Plane, where stars bowed and dimensions knelt, he stood—unmatched and alone.
Su Chen, the Void Sovereign, master of the Ten Thousand Realms.
His gaze shattered space. His breath silenced gods.
Before him floated the Three Eternal Relics, pulsing with the power to defy reality itself. Runes danced in golden halos around them, waiting to merge with his soul.
His black robes swirled in the void wind. His violet eyes burned like twin abysses.
Centuries of conquest. Millennia of cultivation.
Now, at the peak of existence, he stood ready to transcend it.
> "No heaven. No law. No tribunal shall bind me ever again."
But fate had other plans.
A tear split the void.
> "NOW!"
Five divine auras surged behind him, each one once a brother, a friend… a trusted ally.
He turned slowly.
There they stood.
Li Xuan, the Silent Blade.
Mo Yanjing, the Flame Prophet.
Tang Yue, the smiling viper.
And worst of all—
Qing Mei, his Dao Companion, her blade now pointed at his heart.
> "You… planned this," Su Chen said, voice steady. But the void trembled with his rage.
"For how long?"
Qing Mei's eyes were calm. Icy.
> "Since the day you outgrew us."
Li Xuan stepped forward. No remorse.
> "You sought to shatter the heavens. We only sought to survive them."
Mo Yanjing's flames surged.
> "No one should possess the power to reset reality."
Reset?
So that was it.
They feared what he might become.
Su Chen clenched his fist.
> "I spared you. I brought peace. I gave you everything!"
Tang Yue's fan opened with a snap.
> "And that mercy was your greatest weakness."
They attacked as one.
Five god-level strikes tore through the Eternal Plane, collapsing galaxies in their wake.
Su Chen roared.
His aura erupted, a storm of violet-black flame. Three of the attacks vanished into the abyss.
But Qing Mei's sword found its mark—piercing through the cracks in his defense.
Then came Li Xuan's soul-severing strike.
Agony.
Worse than death.
His cultivation collapsed. The Eternal Relics shattered.
Time froze.
His thoughts scattered like ash in a cosmic wind.
And then—
> [Fatal Condition Detected.]
[System Activation: Reset Protocol Initiating…]
A voice.
Cold. Mechanical. Hidden deep within his soul.
> [Error: Host's current existence is being erased.]
[Searching for viable anchor point…]
[Reset Coordinates Found: Su Chen – Age 16 – Mortal Realm]
[Confirm Reset? Y/N]
What… was this?
A system?
Legends spoke of such things—forbidden artifacts from before the Eternal Laws.
And it was inside him?
His lips curled despite the blood. So this was his true inheritance.
A final gift.
As the five traitors closed in to end him forever—
> "Y."
> [Reset Confirmed.]
[Welcome, Void Sovereign… to the beginning.]
The void twisted.
Reality shattered.
And Su Chen—
—died.
He awoke gasping.
The power, the relics, the glory—gone.
He lay on straw in a crumbling shrine, the scent of mold and decay thick in the air. Beyond the window, a dead forest swayed under a crimson sky.
His body was smaller. Fragile.
But his eyes—still burned with eternity.
> "Back here… again."
Sixteen years old.
A nameless orphan on the outer continent. Days away from being sold to the Crimson Serpent Sect as a lowly servant.
The moment everything began.
> [Reset Complete.]
[Achievement Loaded: Reincarnated Sovereign I]
[System Functions Unlocked: Skill Replication, Memory Lock, Timeline Anchor.]
Su Chen sat up slowly, clenching his fists.
The traitors thought they had erased him.
Let them believe it.
This time—
> "There will be no mercy."
"No love."
"No hesitation."
The Void Sovereign has returned.
And this time—
he would burn the heavens to ash.