The Demon Lord Xia Feiyu has come back to life.
But he has absolutely no desire to live through it all again, because he died in the most humiliating way a thousand years ago...
To be precise, he lost control while practicing his cultivation. During the war between the immortals and demons, he mistook his sworn enemy, the Immortal Venerable, for his Dao companion, and even took a fatal blow meant for him.
Then he kicked the bucket.
He had thought the Four Demon Realms would have fallen into ruin after his death, but instead, they were flourishing, with their territory pushed almost to the gates of the Immortal Sect.
With mixed feelings, Xia Feiyu returned to the Demon Palace, only to find a familiar man sitting in the Demon Lord's seat.
The man wore black armor. His skin was pale as snow, his hair white, and his blood-red eyes ruthless. He was nothing like the man who had once been as gentle as snow melting on a mountaintop.
Bystander: Report! The former Demon Lord Xia Feiyu is leading his old followers in an attack!
Immortal Venerable: Heh. Catch him and cut off his hands and feet, so he can never leave my side again.
Xia Feiyu: ...Where's my elegant, noble Immortal Venerable?!
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