Return from Evil Ways

When the soul returned to this world, the remaining warmth of the original owner had long since dissipated. In a desperate situation, there was no chance from heaven or gift from another world. Only the instinct of survival clung to my spiritual consciousness like a withered vine. In order to have a chance of survival, I practiced the magic technique that was despised by the world but could protect my life. Twenty-three years of cold and summer, I survived the heart-gnawing pain of the inner demon, and the life-and-death crisis of being burned by lightning. From the most humble outer disciple of the Demon Sect who was bullied, I climbed to the advanced level step by step, and finally became the boss of the Demon Sect. Until..........