Millions of years ago, a red haired boy was born in a remote village of a semi legendary grade world. He was a bright eyed cheerful young man who liked fighting a bit too much. Other than that he was a perfectly normal child.
This world where he was born, it was a world of immortal cultivators. They were the peak of humanity here. They lived among the clouds, untouched by the mortal troubles. They lived for thousands of years and were considered to be gods.
All the children in the world had the sa dream. To have the capability to cultivate and beco an immortal. That was the only way for soone reach the pinnacle of this world.
The red haired boy nad Draegor was no different. He was dreaming that one day, he would also be able to live like an immortal without having any mortal worry.
But dreams were different from reality and not all dreams could beco true. And that was exactly what happened with young Draegor.
To cultivate the spiritual energy and to beco a cultivator, one needed to have a very essential thing. And that thing in question was the spirit root. Without a spirit root, soone could not beca a cultivator no matter how hard one tried.
And unfortunately, Draegor did not have this very essential spirit root. So no matter what he did, he would never be able to beco a cultivator and reach the peak of this world.
This was a very disappointing news but it was not an uncommon thing. What Draegor was currently facing, 90 percent of the people of this world had faced the sa situation in their life. So this could not even be considered to be a tragedy.
This sadness did haunt Draegor for two years or so but then he decided to forget about this and move on with his life. He might not have a spectacular life filled with battle and fighting in the future but he could at least live a short but enjoyable and fulfilling life of a common man.
But even this small wish of his was not granted. On a random day, suddenly a few cultivators started to fight near his village. This was a fight between the righteous and the demonic cultivators of this world.
These righteous cultivators were fighting for the people of this village according to their own words. So obviously the villagers had supported them. And as the Demonic Cultivaters were supposed to be bad and evil, the villagers hated them.
That day, this small village was destroyed. 95 percent of the villagers t their end during this process. And the reason for the destruction was not the demonic cultivators but instead was the righteous ones.
It was not like they destroyed the village for any evil desires. While attacking the demonic cultivators, one of the righteous ones had suddenly lost his control over a spirit item which had crushed into the village, killing a lot of the villagers.
But in response to this cri, the man responsible had just awkwardly smiled and had taken his item back. His other comrades were also looking at him as if what he had done was nothing more significant than mistakenly killing a few flies. Nothing important.
Obviously, this had angered so of the villagers who had just lost their loved ones. So in their wrathful mind, one of the villagers had ended up insulting that man who was responsible for this.
And the result of that was the destruction of the village and death of most villagers except for a few children. Draegor was one of such lucky children. But his younger brother was not lucky and had not survived this even though he was an even smaller children.
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After that way, a fla had ignited in his heart. He hated the fact that while his whole family, friends and acquaintances were killed with a simple wave of soone's hand, he was unable to do anything.
He also hated that fact that even when the person responsible for this was right before him, he was unable to do anything to that sinner.
And the reason for all this was his powerless. It was simply because he was weak. Because of his weakness, these scums were looking down on him as if he was nothing. This was sothing Draegor could not accept.
So he wanted to be stronger. Stronger than these scum cultivators who looked down on him. But how could he accomplish that when he did not even have a spirit root ? Draegor did not know the answer to this but still, he was going to try his best.
So that was exactly what he did. He trained his body to the limit and pushed it even beyond that many tis. He did his best to create a new power system from scratch. Without any help or suggestions from a higher power. It was sothing insane.
Almost all the people trying to do sothing similar would have definitely failed. But Draegor did not. He actually managed to do sothing insane like that successfully.
Obviously his newly created system was not a system of this world. The will of this world would never accept sothing like that. But there was no need for that.
That was because, the universe itself had accepted it. The Universal will had various different consciousness for different tasks and one such will had accepted Draegor's self created system as a proper system recognised by the universe which was limited to only his own use.
Draegor had nad this power system, the Martial Arts System. And using it, he had managed to reach a height that none of the cultivators had ever reached.
As for what Draegor did with this kind of power, he destroyed any and all cultivation sects and families that got in his way. This way, he even managed to create a brand new empire with him as the head.
That was the beginning of the rise for the Otrefiona Empire which was also the na of the village where he was born. And currently, it has turned into a massive universal grade Empire.
And now, that sa young boy has grown up and had beca a supre. Now he was going to fight against a fellow supre rank powerhouse. So what would be the result of this battle ?
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