Rhain Voss died twice. Once in a random accident on Earth, and once as a pathetic, abused disciple in the lowest sect of a ruthless cultivation world.

Transmigrating into the world where the strong rule as gods and the weak are trampled into the dirt, mercy is just another word for suicide.

The original Rhain Voss learned this truth the hard way when he was beaten to death in a filthy alley by his fellow disciples for simply looking at them the wrong way.

A cold, pagmatic soul from Earth awakens in that broken body, who was done being a victim.

Fortunately, he didn't come empty-handed.

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Aethermere is a brutal world of scheming dynasties and old monsters who have ruled for millennia. To survive, Rhain must be colder, smarter, and more ruthless than all of them combined.

If the world demands strength, he will become the strongest.

Cross him once, and he'll take your life. Threaten what is his, and he'll erase your entire lineage.

Seeing Elder Jorlan's lifeless corpse being humiliated under Vargas's boot, Torin's eyes burned with bloodthirsty killing intent.


The ground shattered as he shot forward. 


His fist, carrying the absolute, unreserved limits of his peak Level 9 cultivation, aimed directly at Vargas's skull.


Vargas's dead eyes narrowed. He pushed his own blood-red essence to its peak, raising his arms to meet the devastating blow head-on.


The collision shattered the rocky ground beneath them. 


Before Torin could press the attack, the other three Level 9 experts moved. 


The Barlowe Head Elder and the two Ironpeak elders struck from the sides and rear, their auras erupting in unison. 


Simultaneously, the remaining dozen experts surged forward, raining blades and concentrated essence down on Torin from every direction.


Surrounded and outnumbered, Torin fought desperately.


Chapter 45 - Chapter 45: Vargas's Identity