To be a demon is to be merciless and cruel, a murderer and destroyer. There is no place in heaven or earth for such a thing – turning into an enemy to the world, still having to face the consequences.
"If the Spring Autumn Cicada that I have just cultivated is effective, I shall still be a demon in my next life!" With this thought, Fang Yuan couldn't help but let out a big laugh.
"Wicked demon, what are you laughing about?"
"Be careful everyone, the demon is going to attack before his final moments!"
"Hurry up and surrender the Spring Autumn Cicada!!"
The group of gu immortals surged forward; at this moment, with a loud bang, Fang Yuan was engulfed in a blinding surge of energy.
…..
A blazing heat stretched into the building. The metal and concrete wept as they slowly melted into each other.
The world turned blue. An unbelievably pure blue.
Inside the building, hidden in a small bathroom a white-haired teenager sat in the centre. Despite the walls drooping and radiating incredible heat, the boy was fine. A clear crystalised thin sheet of ice enveloped his body.
"Please God, someone save us. Where are the heroes, my son is turning red, his skin is peeling off. It's too hot, too hot!"
"We are going to die, mom! Momma! Answer let me hear your voice one more time, please!"
The cries of people echoed through the melting walls of the building and slowly faded into a deathly silence until…
The building rumbled and collapses, unable to bear it any longer!
Only pops of bubbling from some material turning into vapour can be heard.
Except for the slight, dishevelled breathing of a child, sitting under dust and debris of his home.
A loud voice, magnified by the power of a microphone teared through the now cooling building, "Anyone alive! Can you hear us! Please respond we're here to help!"
The white-haired boy remained silent, his face tilted down and covered by the shadow of his own head. He sat like this for a long time.
Until…
"Hey, I think someone's trapped here, get Death Arms here now and we need cool this area, now!"
From darkness, a bright light gradually presented itself to the white-haired boy, and a tall muscular slightly tanned man with a yellow and black striped headband, holding a large piece of debris appeared before the child's eyes.
'Kid, don't worry, we'll rush you to the hospita-"
Death Arms stopped his sentence looked at the boy with a peculiar expression, He was unharmed, a building burned to the point of melting and collapsed on his head and yet he's sitting there, skin untouched.
The hero's pupils dilated as he shifted his eyes into the thin sheet of ice encompassing the boy's skin.
Cryokinesis, not exactly an uncommon quirk but for a child to support the unbelievable heats he was subjected to and a building collapsing on him with just a thin sheet…the structural integrity of his ice must be otherworldly.
And he's still just an untrained kid.
Only one word remained in his mind as the boy now looked at him with his crystal white eyes, the boy's expression turning into a slightly eerie smile.
"What's your name, kid."
"Bai Ning Bing"
Genius.
….
The birds sung high in the sky, flying unbothered. The morning summer air brew a fresh breeze into a certain apartment's window.
There sat by the open window, staring into the bustling city, a long dark-haired youth carrying an eerily indifferent face. His gaze followed the people in grey suits, eyes sunk walking with a slight limp to their respective jobs. His eyes then shifted into those in school uniforms, laughing and smiling with others as they commuted to school.
A normal person, when looking at the stressed adults would feel fear and rejection. Afraid that's what they'll become, lonely, tired, and have an air that reeks depression.
And when looking at the children, they'd feel longing. Wanting to laugh with them and share in their carefree happiness.
Yet that dark long hair youth, his gaze seemed to see through their emotions and identity, as if their despair and joy weren't worth a thought.
He stared at their bizarre abnormalities, some had horns capable of putting the sharpest of blades to shame! Others were giants, their steps causing vibrations even he could feel!
Some just looked like a window cleaner…
And when seeing such a scene, that youth's indifferent face changed into something much purer. His white set of teeth showed themselves and the corners of his lips were raised…a smile!
His face gradually returned to its usual indifference as his gaze then swept toward the buildings, the plants and the trees.
"This is…Earth? To think the Spring Autumn Cicada really worked, and I actually ended up back in Earth. Although…it seems vastly different."
The Spring Autumn Cicada is a gu worm, a type of living tool that allows for its user to return in time. It's chances to succeed once used is just a mere 10%.
That dark haired youth spoke again, "Rebirth, all the way to another world similar to my homeland. Definitely worthy of being on the Ten Top Mystical Gu rankings."
"I Fang Yuan, after living for 500 years, have been rebirthed!"
Fang Yuan stretched his palm into the air, his gaze pure and dark like the abyss, he stares fixated on his own hand.
"500 years of experience, it truly feels like a dream.
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A/N: Let me know if you guys are liking chapter 1 and the inclusion of BNB. The chapters will be longer in the future.
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