Cultivation Story: Reincarnation Page

Han Feng stood atop the Peak of Longevity, his white robes fluttering like a dying bird's wings. He had spent nine hundred years chasing the Dao, stepping over the corpses of rivals and sacrificing the warmth of human connection for the cold clarity of power. Now, at the threshold of godhood, he realized the foundation of his soul was cracked.

"In my last life, I became an Immortal and lost everything," Han Feng whispered, stepping over the fallen man toward the courtyard where the sounds of fighting were beginning. "In this life, I will stay a mortal longer, but I will make the heavens tremble before I am done." Cultivation Story: Reincarnation

"Too fast," he whispered, coughing up golden ichor. "I ran too fast and left my heart behind." Han Feng stood atop the Peak of Longevity,

As the final bolt of Violet Destructive Lightning descended—a pillar of light capable of erasing even a soul—Han Feng did not raise his jade sword. Instead, he reached into his dantian and shattered his own Immortal Core. Using the explosion of a millennium’s worth of qi, he forced a forbidden art: the Samsara Reversal. Han Feng woke to the smell of damp earth and cheap incense. "In my last life, I became an Immortal

The thug screamed as his own momentum shattered his arm. But the scream was cut short. Han Feng stood, his aura suddenly expanding like a waking dragon. The air in the small shack grew cold.