I am Reincarnated to Rule the World

Darkness. Silence. Pain.

A vast, crushing silence engulfed everything—until Zhou Long's soul, newly merged with a broken body, stirred again.

Everything hurt. His chest. His head. Even his soul. It felt like he'd been crushed, burned, and scattered to the winds.

When Zhou Long opened his eyes, he didn't recognize where he was—but more importantly, he didn't recognize who he was.

"Where was I ? and what is this place ? "

This wasn't his body. He remembered the Void, the awakening of his divine consciousness and him getting a Cultivation technique.

And Now, Somehow, he had descended into this new world - into a new body.

He sat up slowly, groaning as pain struck throught his body.

He was in a valley alongside a Mountain, his clothes soaked in blood that wasn't entirely his. A sharp wound that deciphers that he must have been stabbed by a sword but somehow the wound has stopped bleeding.

He blinked again, and memories—not his—started pouring into his mind.

Zhou Xie Long. That was this body's name. The so-called young master of the Ancient Zhou Clan in the Lower realm. One of the most powerful Clan in the Empire.

This young man is known for his Arrogance, Cruelty, Ruthlessness and the ability to stir up trouble wherever he goes.

A demon in human skin.

But things were never that simple.

No one in the clan except the clan leader himself truly knew where Xie Long came from. His parents? A mystery. His origins? Untouched by even the clan elders.

And even Xie Long himself had no memories of them. Those memories were sealed buried deep within his soul, inaccessible by his

current strength.

He'd been raised by the clan leader—his uncle—who, for reasons no one could explain, treated him better than his own sons.

He Declared him as the future heir of the clan Leader position.

He Protected him, taught him and stood behind him at all times. But beyond that solitary figure of care, the rest of the clan wished him dead because of his talent.

Zhou Xie long was born with a Demonic Nature—something vile, dark, and dangerous-a chaotic force that devoured reason, corrupted the heart, and tempted one toward madness.

Only Zhou Long and his uncle knew of this

condition. Perhaps... his parents had known too, Perhaps that's why they had sent him away and sealed his memories-memories that even now, the current Zhou Long couldn't access.

In his early years, Xie Long had been a genius, a prodigy born once in a millennium. He cultivated a strange technique that allowed him to suppress the demonic power raging within him.

But five years ago, that fragile balance Started shattering. His demonic energy started growing and surging out of control, and at the same time, the eldest son of the Clan Leader-the boy's cousin-plotted against him.

He could not tolerate that the position of clan head which originally belongs to him is being given to a boy of unknown origins.

Although the clan leader himself has sweared on his life that the Zhou Xie long have Ancient Zhou clan blood but... Still giving away the position of clan head to younger son when the oldest is still alive and kicking.

Zhou Xie long was only 13 years old while he was already 21 years old. He is also a talented individual amongst kids of his generation but the talent and growth of Zhou Xie long had covered him in shadows.

" Doesn't I am more worthy to become clan head than him. Why then Why the hell is he the future head of the family ?"

During a clan hunting expedition, he planned an ambush from the shadows, crippling Zhou Xie Long's dantian and destroying his cultivation.

The fall was brutal. From the peak of admiration

to the pit of disdain.

His uncle, devastated, used rare resources to restore Zhou Long's cultivation ability-but the damage was already done.

Although he could still cultivate… but never like before. His talent had been severely weakened.

.....

Zhou long cursed, " This damned boy..."

Anger surfaced in his eyes. Although that boy had done nothing wrong with him technically but now he and the previous owner of this body are one.

So all the emotions of this body's original owner can be feeled by him.

...

Because of this.His progress slowed to a crawl, and the frustration, the pain, the burning fury inside him—it cracked what little control he had left.

He fell into despair. Gave up everything.He let the demon inside take over.

The demonic nature, no longer suppressed, devoured him from within. He abandoned cultivation and spiraled into darkness. He became arrogant, violent, and addicted to chaos.

Creating trouble, looking down on peoples, trampling on weak and much more.

Drunk with arrogance and rage, he kills innocents. Abused the maids and turned his back on everyone.

Even Those who once supported him now whispered in fear and disgust.

No one could stop him,no one dared lay a hand on him —because the clan leader wouldn't allow it.

The Clan Leader had already declared that any harm done to Xie Long would be answered personally by him.

Even the king of the empire didn't wish to provoke a powerful man such as Zhou clan head. He was the strongest Cultivator amongst the people of his generation. Although strength is not always the deciding factor, but even the foundation of Zhou clan is very strong and powerful.

So they can withstand the impact of the battle.

In the past Many of its Ancestors have already ascended to the higher realm.

That's why it is also called an ancient family because it existed from ancient times, but no one knows how deep their roots are ? What is the extent of their strength ?

Because since its existence it didn't face any battle that can threaten its existence till now.

On the surface everyone tries to please Zhou Xie long, But behind their silence and calmness, everyone waited for the right moment.

Right moment to Strike.

The Clan Leader's wife, his three sons are the people who wanted to kill him the most.

They tried to kill him many times but failed, because the Strongest Guards of the clan are specifically assigned in his safety.

But one day, on the occasion of Zhou Xie long's 14th birthday, His younger cousin—the quiet and the calm one—invited him on another hunting trip.

He always obeys Zhou Xie long command and avoid trouble with him whenever possible.

He claimed that there was a supreme treasure blooming atop Devilshade Peak.

He Said it was guarded by a Female Cultivator more beautiful than anything in the world. He described her beauty unmatched by anything.

He claimed that If he was lying, he would offer anything that Zhou Xie long demands even his own head.

Xie Long, bored and bitter, followed him. One more reason for this was because of his trust on his Guards.

But there was no treasure. No fairy. Only swords. Ambush.

Assassins from an ancient Rival family lay in wait, blades drawn and eyes cold. His cousin pretended to be injured and collapsed.

Zhou Xie Long tried to fight, but the assassins were too many and too prepared.

Even his 4 protectors whose strength are comparable to the Elders of some lower sects are unable to help him amongst so many assassins.

The enemy have atleast 6-7 people whose strength are comparable to his guards.

Clearly his younger brother and elder brother had everything set up.

One of the Assassins stabbed him. Then one of them pushed him from the cliff.

And he died.

But not really.

Because another soul—one far older, darker, and stronger—descended from the Eternal Void and merged with what remained.

A soul named Zhou Long. A god, once. A demon, always. A force that had walked through countless realms, destroyed entire worlds, and mastered the kind of power no one in this realm could begin to understand.

When his eyes opened again, something had changed.

He was not the same young master anymore but the Heavenly demon Zhou long.

"So that's what happened to the original owner of this body. Sigh...what a tragic ending but again what is that Demonic nature thing ?"

He sit in the lotus position and focused his senses into his body.

He senses a vile and demonic energy but beside that violent, vile and demonic energy lies a speck of light purple in colour.

This was the same light which he acquired in the Eternal Void or to be precise it is his Cultivation method.

He got fascinated by the speck of light and unconsciously decided to practice the Cultivation method.

He closed his eyes and started practicing the Cultivation method given by his divine consciousness.

He doesn't even care about his wounds, his surroundings, completely submerging himself in the meditation.

He feels a sense of familiarity when practicing this method as if he had practiced it before many times.

Strangely his body is releasing a purple aura because of which no spirit beast dares to come near him.

After 4 hours.....

He got general understanding of the cultivation method and has successfully comprehended a small part of it.

He also gets many skills and techniques along with this Cultivation manual from his divine consciousness.

He was shocked to the core after just comprehending a small part of this technique. This technique truly belongs to the category that people called Heaven defying.

When Zhou long is comprehending the ancient manual powers he sees many scenes and visions where a person was engulfing each and every thing in the creation making the power it's own.

With the help of this Technique He can consume the source of other cultivators to enhance his own cultivation. It can devour any power and convert it into one's own.

" That's a heaven-defying ability while I am sure its applications is not only limited to that."

" What is the source of this technique and from where did my Consciousness get this."

" No During my transmigration I forgot the most important questions. Just who exactly am I ? "

" And If I was that strong as Defined by that divine consciousness then who killed me or how the hell I got killed. But that damn spirit didn't even gave me a hint to find truth."

He didn't know anything other than what that consciousness tell him.

And giving away such priceless treasure. That means it can't be fake. Afterall with this technique even killing God's is as easy as killing chickens.

" My first priority should be to survive and not think about anything other than it. If fate allowed it I will naturally learn about everything as I grow stronger."

He analyse all the skills which he got one by one.

The skills he got from his divine consciousness are more than terrifying. Even in his wild dreams he can't imagine that such techniques can exist.

Oh by the way....

The manual Which he got is called - Immortal Devouring Demonic Art.

( Author note- Hehe....YKIKWK)

When he is lost in examining his new techniques.

Suddenly, the purple energy starts travelling towards his heart.

Purifying and repairing all the meridians while doing so. All his wounds started healing.

To his surprise, The demonic nature inside this body—once impossible to control—was now quiet. Obedient. And is submitting to this purple energy.

He could feel it, raw and wild, just beneath his skin, but it didn't try to take him. It bowed to him.

Completely tamed and obedient.

He understood why.

" Maybe it's because of this Cultivation manual.."

" And also doesn't it have demonic origin. I guess I know why it is behaving like this."

He is the Reincarnation of Demon God , Who ruled over demons and evil creatures. Each and every evil thing submit to him.

So How could something born of evil, hope to dominate its own king ?

" So that's why even in my previous life I have natural affinity with demonic objects and demonic path."

" This is really interesting..."

What once cursed this body now empowered it. His cultivation technique—passed down from his divine consciousness—melded perfectly with this demonic energy and gained control over it.

Because of this manual, The demonic body, once a prison of madness,

was now a vessel of limitless potential.

" With this technique..I can become stronger as long as I have sufficient resources. As for other gods and these Zhou clan bastards I will tear them apart and burn their soul..."

" Reaching my peak is just a matter of time.."

"Hahahaa....."

This is the probably the first time he was this happy even forgetting the betrayal of his daughter like disciple.

" I didn't want to turn back to the Zhou Clan. Not yet."

"That place was a nest of vipers. The betrayal ran too deep, and danger waited behind every smile. No, I can't crawl back to them as the same broken boy."

" I would rise. On my own. Away from their rules, away from their hatred. I would build something for myself. I can't do the same mistake as I did before. I will build a faction stronger than empires. A force no clan could oppose."

" I have to get my hands on each and every resources in this realm."

"While in my previous life, I only focus on Strength but in this life What I want is both strength and Status."

"Only then would I return."

" Not to ask for my place. Not to beg for respect."

" But to take what was mine. "

" I will take each and everything What was mine and even what was not mine."

"You tried to kill a monster", Zhou Long murmured, his voice cold and deep.

"But all you did. was bring back a Demon God. Who would make you despise life."