Novel & Cerita Reincarnation Path Of The Underworld King Chapter 1

Ding Hao smiled a little. He had not explained everything. The Hell Path was the only path opened in the Heavenly Samsara Disc. The other five paths had not been opened. The Six Paths of Reincarnation were not complete, so Ding Hao did not know how to start him on his journey to reincarnation. Those Spirits of the Dead in the black river under them might have to drift mindlessly forever.

Caden dodge them on time but he underestimated how many of the branches can grow longer, not long after, he was chased by dozens of outstretched plant branches. His body is indeed very light and agile but he is after all so tired from the earlier events, he was panting so hard and felt like he might die if he continue at this rate. Seeing the two humans he had once thought to be light in his darkness, he was so aggrieved. Finally, he slip and tumbled out of the cave which he now realizes to be very different from the one he had woken up earlier. It might have been what the guy said, this cave should be a connection to the mythical world. Seeing the tall trees around and the tall grasses, the

FOUR hundred Years Passed in The Ocean World South Acsese Mizrasic Sea- Eoburos Kingdom. "Empaler Aegaeus, are you sure of your decision to go to Bhelvokh Usober Palace?" worry was written on the face by his dextra as it asked him. "Etiam! Because I want to know if what they say about reincarnation is true. And why do I always dream of a girl, and they call me Prince Cao. "But----" "No more buts! Come on—"

"Chase, this is your last chance to insult me. Once I make my comeback, I'll never let you stand anywhere near me again." In my previous life, I helped Evonne stage such a glorious comeback, yet she still found me disgusting and thought I was an insult to her. It was not just being anywhere near her, she didn't even give me a chance to exist. This time, without me, I would wait and see how she would ever rise again.

He didn’t look like a man anymore. He looked like the ruler of the underworld. A king made of blood and vengeance. “Chapter 45,” he murmured, voice dropping into lethal promise, “begins with bodies.”

I whispered. A fresh wave of nausea hit, memories pushing like claws against the walls of my mind, shadows of a past life I had spent years trying to understand. This book...This book was the answer. This was the ritual Darren used to kill me, to kill my baby, to take power for himself.

My neck was still attached to my head. My hands dropped from my neck to the bed, and I was shocked at how soft it was under my hand. The bed I've gotten familiar with after my reincarnation was a hard one. My eyes went to the bed and then the unfamiliar room. My face squeezed into a frown as I tried to remember how I got here. Then it all came rushing back to me, everything that happened after Azalea sent me back to my room. How I was accused by Piper of stealing Alpha Lothar's golden ring and how I found out that Alpha king Lothar was my second chance mate.

Elena wanted to explain everything, she wanted to tell him what had happened but the words disappeared from her mind completely. She couldn’t explain anything at all. And... … Meanwhile, deep beneath the earth... The Underworld. Hundreds of thousands of Umbreals stood waiting, growing stronger day by day as they prepared themselves for the command of their king. The Demon King who ruled the Underworld sat upon his throne, darkness writhing endlessly around him. A crown forged from the deepest shadows rested upon his head and for the very first time in thousands of years he felt something strange. Something that made his long-dead heart ache violently.

And I did it and I would do it again if it meant that I got to stay on the throne. Reaching under my bed I pull the book from between the mattress and the frame. I don't need to flip through the pages to find my prophecy. As if the book has a mind of its own it flips open and lands on my prophecy. The page glows under my hands as I trace the symbols with the tips of my fingers. An imposter shall sit upon the throne. He shall cast his mate and his family aside while searching for the one true Queen. Alone and desperate the imposter King will die with no one there at his side. Only the true love of a white wolf can save him from his fate.

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo