The match had already ended.The roaring arena slowly calmed as the echoes of battle faded into whispers of awe.Spectators remained standing,their eyes still locked onto the stage where a battle that defied expectation had just unfolded.
Sunny had won.
And his opponent…was Feng Li.
As Sunny stepped down from the arena,a crowd surged toward him.People stretched their hands forward—holding pictures,shirts,papers—anything that could carry his signature.
"Sunny!Over here!"
"Please,just one autograph!"
Without hesitation,Sunny signed them calmly,his expression unreadable.But his mind was far from the noise around him.
After a while,he slipped away and returned to his room.
The moment he lay on his bed,the memory returned.
That moment…
The moment everything changed.
His body had shone.
A radiant light—pure,overwhelming,mysterious.
Even he didn't understand it.
But Feng Li had seen it.
And instead of attacking…
He stepped back.
Then—
"Resonance Strike."
The words echoed in Sunny's mind.
A terrifying force erupted.Feng Li's power crushed forward,colliding with the radiant light and dimming it instantly.The explosion that followed shook the entire arena.
And then…
Feng Li spoke.
"My work here is done."
He turned.
And walked away.
Just like that.
That was how Sunny had won.
Not through dominance.
Not through strength.
But because Feng Li allowed it.
Sunny's eyes narrowed slightly.
Which meant only one thing—
Feng Li had seen something in him.
Something dangerous.
"One month…"Sunny muttered.
His next match would come in one month.
But the system had not yet chosen his opponent.
Knock.Knock.
Sunny sat up slowly and walked to the door.
When he opened it,a mailman stood outside holding a package.
"Delivery for Sunny."
Sunny signed and took it.
Then closed the door.
Back inside,he placed the box on the table and opened it.
What he saw inside made him pause.
A box filled with glowing shards.
Fifty of them.
Life shards.
And a letter.
He picked it up.
**Dear Nephew,
In ten days,you will come of age.This grants you full access to your mother's inheritance.
As instructed before she entered the Realm Sanctuary,you are to receive the following:
One mansion(containing dojo,study,entertainment room,and a sanctuary teleporter)
Two Rhino Vans
$100 million monthly income
Ten sanctified helpers
And the life shards enclosed
Report to L&S Limited,where you will be announced as the new CEO.**
The moment he finished reading—
The letter vanished into thin air.
Sunny stood still.
Then exhaled.
"So it finally begins…"
Memories surfaced.
At thirteen,his mother had left for the Realm Sanctuary.
She never returned.
He had been sent away.
Forgotten.
Or so he thought.
At sixteen,he survived alone.Working as a librarian.Living quietly.
But now…
Everything had changed.
Sunny looked at the life shards.
Then raised his hand.
"Come."
Light gathered.
His Angel Spirit appeared.
But behind it—
A black mist emerged.
Silent.Hungry.
It sent a thought.
It wanted the shards.
Sunny didn't hesitate.
"Take them."
The mist surged forward.
It devoured the life shards instantly.
They dissolved into nothingness.
Then—
A whisper echoed.
Soft.
Cold.
"Angel Spirit is evolving…"
Sunny's gaze sharpened.
He dismissed the spirit.
Within his Spirit Sea,the Angel Spirit was wrapped in a glowing white cocoon.
Silent.
Sleeping.
Transforming.
"When you wake…"Sunny murmured,"you better be worth it."
The next day,Sunny entered the Sanctuary.
The air was thick with energy.Traders shouted.Fighters moved like predators.Relics shimmered under dim light.
His attention was drawn to a stall.
A young man stood there.
"Looking for something?"he asked.
"Your name,"Sunny replied calmly.
"Ling."
Sunny's gaze moved across the items.
Then—
He saw it.
A sword.
Gold and red.
Elegant.Deadly.Perfect.
"How much?"
"Two soul shards."
Sunny paused.
Too expensive.
"I'll give you ten life shards and one hundred thousand."
Ling shook his head.
"No."
Sunny turned slightly.
Then stopped.
"…What about two soul fragments?"
Ling's eyes flickered.
After a moment—
"…Deal."
The exchange was completed.
The sword felt cold in Sunny's hand.
"Ice Sword…"he whispered.
He left the shelter.
And entered the forest.
Not long after—
He saw it.
A creature.
A massive raven.
Black.
Three eyes glowing faintly.
Six meters tall.
But it hadn't noticed him.
It was flying somewhere.
Sunny smiled faintly.
"Interesting…"
He raised his hand.
Creatures emerged.
A cheetah-like beast.
Then others.
All beings he had killed.
Now bound to him.
"Hunt,"he commanded.
They vanished into the forest.
Then Sunny summoned a bird.
Mounted it.
And followed the raven.
Time passed.
The sky darkened.
Then—
The raven descended.
And there—
She stood.
A woman.
Black hair flowing like shadows.
Red eyes burning with cold light.
She touched the raven gently.
Then—
A dark portal opened.
She stepped into it.
The raven followed.
And both vanished.
Sunny landed slowly.
His heart beat once.
Heavy.
"…That was a relic."
Ahead—
A shelter.
Filled with mutated creatures.
Too many.
Too dangerous.
Sunny turned away.
Not yet.
Then—
The whisper returned.
"Your demon grows stronger…"
Another followed.
"You have received a relic:Fire Wings."
And then—
"Cheetah King is evolving."
Sunny froze.
Inside his Spirit Sea—
Another cocoon.
He exhaled slowly.
"…So it's real."
More whispers came.
"You have received a relic:Dye."
Power.
It was increasing.
Rapidly.
He called his creatures back.
They returned.
Bringing with them 150 soul shards.
After dismissing them—
Sunny exited the Sanctuary.
But the moment he returned—
Everything had changed.
Chaos.
The sky was cracked.
Creatures flooded the streets.
Humans screamed.
Blood stained the ground.
Initiates fought desperately.
Exalted clashed with monstrous beings.
Sovereigns battled towering horrors.
Sunny's expression hardened.
"…So it begins."
He stepped forward.
His body moved faster than before.
Stronger.
Sharper.
"Come…"
Flames burst behind him.
Fire Wings.
Ice gathered in his hand.
Ice Sword.
Armor formed around his body.
Blue.
Radiant.
Cold.
He looked like something beyond human.
Ahead—
A battle raged.
A woman.
And a man.
The man…
Was Sanctified.
Sunny stepped forward.
Ready.
Then—
A whisper.
Clear.
Powerful.
Unavoidable.
"Angel Spirit has evolved."