Stunned, he couldn't believe it. He was actually reincarnated. "Whoever you are I repay your grace," he said clenching his fist. Afterward, he looked towards the sky. A very strong hatred could be seen in them. "You immortals capture me drain me of my luck you expect me to be grateful to you keep dreaming even though you'll all dead I will still kill my way to the immortal realm achieving true longevity my life will be mines from now on," he declared. Somewhere, deep in the immortal realm, a old man was sitting on a chair. "Ancestor you wasted a reincarnation pearl for nothing that mortal wouldn't even have immortal fate if it wasn't because of his body his talent is the lowest even after you saved him," a voice sounded out. "I know I just want to see a different fate in him three Supreme Luck Physical Bodies born since the beginning of existence breed countless talents for the immortal realm all died he the only one who survived this could be repaying our karma," the old man said. "But others don't think so they will come to complain to you," the clan member said. "Let them complain it not they can do anything to to me the immortal realm isn't own by them my title isn't for nothing," the old man retorted. "Well whatever you say ancestor," he said sighing. His ancestor was willful as always. "I'll go deal the aftermath," the clan member said. The old man looked to the planet the young man was on. "Boy live life to the fullest," the old man said.

You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.