Martial God

Rebirth

Martial God Calendar, Year 2216—The supreme region of the Tianwu Continent, the Martial Domain, is shrouded in an apocalyptic scene. Black gales roar like surging waves, their strength so powerful that they tear the sky apart, creating countless terrifying void cracks. These cracks resemble tireless, ancient beasts, their gaping mouths mercilessly devouring everything in their path. This is the Death Canyon, one of the seven great forbidden lands of the Tianwu Continent, a place of constant danger and now resembling an abyss of certain death.

"Why? Why have you betrayed me?" Qin Chen, the legendary figure of Tianwu Continent, stands before the Death Canyon, his body covered in blood, looking like a battle-hardened warrior but with endless sorrow in his eyes. He stares furiously at the man and woman across from him, his gaze burning with an intense desire for vengeance, as though it could scorch them to nothingness.

Qin Chen’s name is known across Tianwu Continent. He is a ninth-grade imperial alchemist, renowned for his unparalleled alchemy skills, capable of refining various miraculous pills that countless martial artists covet. He is also an eighth-grade royal bloodline master, having reached the pinnacle of research and control over bloodlines. Additionally, he is an eighth-grade Martial Emperor, cutting a path through the martial world and achieving great renown. But who would have thought that he was once an orphan, born with a useless meridian that, by all logic, should have made it impossible for him to embark on the path of cultivation? Yet, through sheer determination and an extraordinary intellect, he broke through the shackles of fate, defying the heavens and changing his destiny. Step by step, he overcame countless hardships and eventually reached the summit, forging a legendary path unlike any before him, becoming the greatest person in history.

He once had a beloved woman, Shangguan Xier, a famous beauty on the continent. For ten years, they lived and died together. Qin Chen devoted himself entirely to her, pouring all his energy and resources into her, helping her rise from an ordinary woman to a powerful Nine Heavens Martial Emperor. He also had a brother, Feng Shaoyu, with whom he shared a deep bond for ten years. Qin Chen helped him build the powerful Xuanyuan Empire, going above and beyond for him.

But when he was most unguarded, these two people, whom he regarded as the closest in his life, betrayed him. One night, while Qin Chen was asleep, Shangguan Xier struck, holding an imperial weapon he had personally forged. The cold blade ruthlessly pierced his body. At the same time, Feng Shaoyu, like a demon, broke into the palace and attacked. Facing the combined assault of two Nine Heavens Martial Emperors, Qin Chen was caught off guard and severely injured. However, driven by a fierce will to survive, he fought his way out of the palace and began a long journey of escape. He fled for three days and nights, enduring countless dangers and becoming physically and mentally exhausted. Yet in the end, he was relentlessly pursued to the Death Canyon. By then, he was completely drained, his meridians shattered, his internal spiritual power dried up like a parched stream, and he could no longer summon even a shred of strength. But his heart was filled with confusion and unwillingness, unable to understand why these two, who had once been so close to him, betrayed him.

"Why?" Shangguan Xier, with her stunning beauty, only laughed softly and nestled into Feng Shaoyu’s embrace, as if showing off their "victory." Feng Shaoyu’s hand boldly rested on her waist, his eyes filled with pride and arrogance.

Qin Chen’s eyes widened. The scene before him felt like a sharp blade stabbing into his heart. His mind shook violently, and he spat a mouthful of blood, hissing, "You two actually..."

Shangguan Xier sneered, her smile full of contempt and venom. "Before I met you, Shaoyu and I were already in love. Being with you was just a way to use you. Did you really think I liked you? Ha ha ha, wrong... Every time I saw you, I felt disgusted. If it weren’t for what you could give us, I wouldn't even bother pretending. For the past ten years, everything you did was part of our plan. We had already agreed that once we became Nine Heavens Martial Emperors, that would be the day of your death. Finally, with your help, I became a Nine Heavens Martial Emperor, and Shaoyu established the Xuanyuan Empire. Now, we can be together openly. That’s the reason!"

Shangguan Xier laughed wildly, her laughter echoing through the Death Canyon, a far cry from the gentle, virtuous woman Qin Chen once knew.

Qin Chen’s heart turned to ashes. For ten years, this woman had schemed against him, using him to gain trust and resources. Who would have thought that those ten years of warmth were nothing more than a carefully planned trap.

"My good brother, now you know why, don’t you?" Feng Shaoyu grinned with a wicked smile, his eyes unable to hide his smugness. "To achieve my goal, I endured for ten years, even giving up my woman. Every time I watched you and her together, I swore that one day I would kill you, take everything from you, and destroy your life!" Feng Shaoyu’s murderous intent was no longer concealed. His eyes fixed greedily on the storage bracelet on Qin Chen’s wrist, his hunger exposed like a starving wolf. "Don’t worry. After you die, I’ll take everything, especially what you got from the Divine Forbidden Land, and... your woman!"

With those words, the pair laughed shamelessly before Qin Chen, their laughter reverberating through the Death Canyon like a cruel mockery of him.

Qin Chen’s gaze turned cold, and he smiled bitterly. He mocked the pair of despicable people, who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals. He also mocked himself for being so foolish, trusting others only to end up in such a tragic fate. As he smiled, two streams of blood tears slowly slid from the corners of his eyes, reflecting the boundless sorrow and regret in his heart. He slowly rose to his feet, his eyes locked onto the pair before him, burning with hatred so intense it seemed etched into his soul. He hated them, and if given the chance, he would have killed them without hesitation, making them pay the price. But he knew deep down that there was no longer any chance for him.

Qin Chen looked at the raging void cracks behind him. They represented the abyss of death and his final resting place. In the shocked and angry gaze of the two, he made his decision, leaping into the void cracks, which instantly consumed him. Before his death, Qin Chen’s eyes were cold, and a mocking smile curled on his lips. If they wanted his things, they could try again in the next life!

The wild wind howled, and the void cracks shattered further. On the cliff, only the angry roars of Feng Shaoyu and Shangguan Xier echoed, as if expressing their unwillingness and fury.

Time passed. In the Martial God Calendar, Year 2516, in the kingdom of Daqi on the Tianwu Continent, at the Dingwu King’s manor:

"These damned bastards!" A young man suddenly woke up from his golden bed, his furious shout like thunder echoing through the room. He sat up with a start, his eyes wide open, filled with insane hatred. His body was drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked. His hands gripped tightly, so hard that his nails pierced his palms, yet he felt no pain, as if the hatred in his heart had drowned out the physical agony.

After a long time, he came to his senses, staring blankly at the unfamiliar room, speechless. What was going on? Hadn’t he already died? A sharp pain suddenly surged in his mind, and Qin Lie cried out in agony. Along with it came a new memory.

"I... I’ve been reborn?" Upon realizing what had happened, even Qin Lie, as a top-tier expert of the continent, couldn’t believe it. According to his memories, it was now the Martial God Calendar, Year 2516, and three hundred years had passed since his death. Under Feng Shaoyu’s leadership, the Xuanyuan Empire had become the most powerful empire on the continent, with Feng Shaoyu crowned Emperor Xuanyuan, his power unrivaled and feared by all. Shangguan Xier had founded the Miao Palace and proclaimed herself the Lingbo Empress, worshiped by millions, her fame spreading across the continent. With everything Qin Chen left behind, they had become the supreme beings of Tianwu Continent, enjoying endless glory and power. Meanwhile, Qin Chen was reborn in a small, remote kingdom, as if fate had played a cruel joke on him.

"Heaven has given me a second life. Shangguan Xier, Feng Shaoyu, if I didn’t die, then your nightmare is just beginning!" Qin Chen clenched his fists, and his murderous intent surged like a tidal wave, forming an invisible vortex that lingered in the room, as if signaling that a storm of vengeance was about to unfold.