Yang Wei.
An extraordinary and formidable deity, a figment of the imagination that existed during the golden era of magic.
The mages, with their hearts set on triumph, united their forces in an attempt to challenge him.
Alas, their valiant efforts were as useless as a cup of water in the ocean.
They were swiftly vanquished, no, decimated.
There were no generous words to compensate for how brutally Yang Wei destroyed his opponents.
He reduced them to mere particles of dust.
Even when the magic clans joined together to bring about his downfall, they too were met with failure.
No one could defeat him.
And yet, with each defeat, Yang Wei would emit a hearty laughter, reminding them that their lack of ruthlessness was the very essence of their defeat.
Revered as the Emperor of Magic, Yang Wei traversed the lands with unparalleled authority, earning the hatred of millions who sought to bring him to his knees solely because he possessed unrivaled power.
Ultimately, instead of succumbing to defeat, he was sealed away.
The magic clans devised a plan to unite their strengths and engage him in battle, aiming to gradually deplete his energy until they could ensnare him within the ethereal confines of the Void Realm, where his very soul would be obliterated.
And expectedly, it worked.
The last words Yang Wei heard was that of one of the Clan Heads.
"I'm sorry, but you're just too strong..."
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Yang Wei's eyes fluttered open.
"Huh?"
He noticed that he was now in his spiritual form, the true essence of his soul.
Seated with crossed legs, he rested his hands behind his neck like they were pillows, floating weightlessly in the vast emptiness of the Void Realm.
With a wistful sigh, he muttered, "So this is the Void Realm. Quite a mess, isn't it?"
A faint chuckle escaped him as he continued to drift aimlessly.
The Void Realm was a metaphysical plane that existed outside of the known dimensions of space and time. It was a place of absolute nothingness, devoid of physical matter or energy, and completely cut off from the influences of the universe and "beyond".
A place of true emptiness where even the concept of existence itself was challenged.
It could unravel the very fabric of one's being, including immortal and refined souls.
The reason the Void Realm was so devastating to immortal souls because of its unique nature.
Within the Void Realm, the laws of reality was inapplicable.
It acted as a complete and absolute void.
One which swallowed up anything that entered it, be it physical, spiritual, or ethereal.
Yang Wei's thoughts turned to the recent fight.
"I could've won that battle with a bit more effort. Those mages were becoming rather dull anyway."
Extending his hand, he willed into existence a small, intricately adorned box.
It was crafted from a very black metal and ornamented with runes that shimmered like golden light.
This was the Void-Heart Reliquary of Boundless Sanctuary.
He examined the relic with a discerning gaze.
"Perhaps permanent death wouldn't be so terrible after all. Then again, it's such a tedious affair."
Another yawn escaped his lips, and as he did, the ornate box cracked open, releasing a bubble-like form that slowly encased Yang Wei in its embrace.
The Void-Heart Reliquary of Boundless Sanctuary contained a fragment of an otherworldly void.
It was one Yang Wei had created from a piece of the very fabric of the Void Realm itself.
This fragment is had the ability to nullify any force that sought to erase or consume it.
The Void Realm was child's play to Yang Wei.
By channeling the power of the artifact, Yang Wei was able to insulate his soul from the annihilation of the Void Realm.
The artifact acted as a barrier, preventing the erasure of his immortal soul.
It allowed him to safely navigate through the void.
Furthermore, the artifact also harnessed the immense potential of the Void Realm, allowing Yang Wei to harness its energy to transcend through realities.
When his soul reached a new world, the artifact released its hold on him.
As such, fusing with his essence and catalyzing his reincarnation.
"Now, let's see if it actually works..."
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Yang Wei regained his consciousness.
The reincarnation was a success.
He was standing in the midst of a breathtaking forest.
The beauty of the forest was augmented by an abundance of grand halls, towering peaks, and numerous waterfalls cascading from great heights.
His gaze was drawn upwards to the sky, where a meandering stream drifted serenely through the air.
It was a surreal landscape.
A sly grin crept across Yang Wei's face as he surveyed the scene before him, muttering to himself, "This place is pretty cool."
However, something made him pause for a moment.
"I can't sense any mana in this world..."
It was then Yang Wei realized the possible downside of his reincarnation.
Even though he would still possess his full power and look the same — there was the possibility that in the new world he would reincarnate to, the concept "supernatural" would be fictional.
"Seems like you screwed up, Yang Wei."
He couldn't imagine himself being in a world where no one fought for power.
It was ineffable to him.
Nonplussed, he dismissed the issue, declaring, "I'll deal with that later."
With a carefree shrug, he proceeded to explore the area.
The place was populated by nothing but trees, lots of trees, as well as deer and birds darting through the area.
Then, Yang Wei used [Wind Magic].
A gust of air surged powerfully beneath his feet, lifting him into the skies.
Yang Wei soared aloft.
He managed to enjoy the calm mountain range before him.
There was a harmonious blend of majestic waterfalls and various buildings that could only be called architectural marvels.
"Hmm."
The young man squinted his eyes to view deeper into the location.
There were a group of women walking back and forth with either smiles or frowns on their faces. Some had their heads buried in long scrolls and others carried pots and mysterious food items Yang Wei had never seen before.
It was a sect.
The strongest mage of the golden era of magic had been reincarnated.
And into a cultivation world no less...
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DISCLAIMER: All characters in this book are 18 or older. I mean, it's a cultivation book after all.