The Evil Sovereign's Comeback: From Abandoned Disciple to Ruler of All Worlds

Above the endless void, thunder roared like dragons.

The Netherworld Evil Venerable was about to take that final step and transcend this world.

But the beloved woman and brother he trusted most struck at the same time, driving a dagger soaked in ancient poison into his vitals.

"Why?" Disbelief shattered across the Evil Venerable's eyes.

"Because the righteous path will not tolerate you," said that brother, now the Sword Master of Kunlun, his voice ice-cold.

"And because..." The immortal maiden he had loved for a hundred years smiled sweetly, but poison gleamed in her beautiful eyes. "You stood in the way of that great lord."

As his soul was about to scatter, he detonated his own nascent spirit. If they had no mercy, then they could all die together!

"Lin Hao, you good-for-nothing think you're worthy of Junior Sister Zhiwei? Are you calling off this engagement or not?"

Sharp pain and clamor dragged his consciousness out of the endless darkness.

The Netherworld Evil Venerable... no, Lin Hao now, abruptly opened his eyes.

A few young faces filled with contempt appeared before him. Fragments of memory surged in like a tide: an outcast from the sect, born with blocked meridians, bullied and humiliated...

He licked his cracked lips, feeling the deep-rooted weakness and pain in this body, yet smiled without a sound.

That smile was cold and sinister, like a demon awakening.

"Tsk, truly... pitifully frail."

"But it doesn't matter. From today on, I set the rules."