A Will Sovereign Chapter 1: Chapter 1 — River of Time.
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"Old bastard soldret,give up! today,all the major factions and powerhouses have all gathered here to put and end to your wretched life!this place is already surrounded, you have nowhere left to run." "Soldret you damn devil, just because of one life you went ahead and put an end to countless others,you deserve to die." "You maniac,even the fallens aren't as blood thirsty as you." "Today,you shall face retribution for your evil deed." Countless voice echoed through the ruined mountain range as pathway cultivators filled the devastated lands. At the center of the encirclement stood one figure. Soldret. His ashen grey robe had long since been dyed crimson with blood and torn beyond recognition.deep wounds covered his entire body, exposing shattered flesh beneath.his long white hair hung messily over his pale face while blood continuously dropped from his fingertips onto the stone beneath him. Despite being in such a miserable circumstance,his expression remained calm.almost frighteningly so. Soldret slowly swept his gaze across the countless pathway cultivators surrounding him. The pathway cultivators were alerted and took a big step backward, drawing their weapons at soldret assuming he was about to unleash a last desperate attack. Elders from great houses, famous youthful heroes, wandering experts,even hidden old powerhouses that had not appeared in centuries had all come together, forming a coalition against him. As he saw the scene before him, memories of his long and bloodstained life surfaced within his mind. He was originally born into a noble house that built his wealth through trade,with talent high enough for cultivation his future was promising until a disastrous event destroyed everything he holds dear in a single night. with the ruin of his family and their wealth being usurped by opportunistic business partners claiming compensation for their losses,he lost his chance to enroll in an academy.by the time he eventually stepped into the path of cultivation,his bone had already grown stale from missing the crucial years needed to build the foundation of the martial pathway. Left with only the choice of the essence refining pathway and other side cultivating pathways,he managed to reach the fourth step of essence refining in 200 years.then he met her the light in his darkened life.he once thought he would spend his life with her,but fate was too cruel to him. She would be plotted against by noble houses who wished to use her and her unique pathway to lay the foundation for their domination of the eastern continent. Faced with the demise of his lover and his helplessness to stop it, in the depth of his grieve and fury he awakened his own unique pathway — WILL PATHWAY. His awakening led to the annihilation of the noble houses and several innocent bystanders, this led people to believe that his awakened pathway is that which grows stronger through slaughter — THE SLAUGHTER PATHWAY, condemning him to 500 years of pursuit and bloodshed. The 700 years of his life flashed before him in the blink of an eye. The strange stalemate went on for hours. From noon till dusk until eventually darkness blanket the sky.The countless stars above simmered brightly like scattered jewel across the night sky. Only then did soldret finally make his move.he slowly inhaled,then exhaled.under the countless gaze fixed upon. The surrounding cultivators killing intent surged,some even retracted instinctively believing he was about to unleash his final attack, but the scene that unfold next surpassed all their imagination. Soldret raised his right hand and slowly waves it from left to right,as though he were scrolling through the sky themselves.following the motion of his hands,the countless stars in the sky began moving in reverse. The entire night sky distorted slowly before growing increasingly violent as countless streaks of starlight intertwined together forming an endless flowing current across the night sky. In the distance, mountains slowly beg