While the snow was piling, a boy was lying on the ground in some alley in unnamed town.

The boy was wounded and almost his entire body was wounded. In his right hand was a piece of dirty bread that he had protected from the bread store owner he stole from. The boy was scrawny and from the looks of it, he was about to die.

However, the boy refuses to bite the dust and despite having little strength, the boy started eating the piece of bread he had stolen. He was desperate to live, didn't want to die here after all.

The light in the boy's eyes was glaring and blinding. The fire inside him was burning and a flickering will that contains his dream was still burning like great bonfire.

The boy ate and ate until the dirtied bread was eaten whole. The boy felt sleepy after eating, but he dared not close his eyes for he felt he will be put enter an eternal rest the moment he do so.

The boy struggled up and slowly got up from the snow. He was desperate to leave this place so he can go somewhere and cultivate.

"I want to become stronger." The boy mumbled to himself as he painfully got up from the ground.

Swoosh!

The whole scene where the young boy was walking away from a blood filled snow changed.

Chirp! Chirp!

This time the chirping of playful birds could be heard. The area was in the middle of some forest, it was currently spring and the flowers in full bloom.

In the middle of this forest was a young man who looked like fifteen to sixteen years of age. The young man was currently meditating and in his right hand was bright golden pearl.

His clothes were bloodied and disheveled. His body was full of battle damaged but the young man continued to meditate against the pain he was currently feeling.

Behind the young man was a beast ten meters in height. The beast had blood continuously flowing out of a bloody hole in its chest. Beside the beast was a middle age man who had lost two of his limbs and had his torso separated from his lower half.

The hundred meter radius where the young man was meditating on was full of holes and destruction. Trees were uprooted and the earth was destroyed. The whole area was the battlefield the young man fought with the middle aged man and ten meter tall beasts.

While this scene was playing out, a person suddenly appeared in front of the young man who was in meditation. As if that person was air, the young man did not pay this man no attention.

That man looked at the young man's face with an indifferent look on his face. The man looked like he was in his left twenties, his clothes were ordinary white scholarly robes and if one look closely enough, his visage has a resemblance to the young man in front of him.

He stared at the young man for good while until the young man opened his eyes.

The man looked at the young man exhale and adjust hiss set of mind. Keeping the golden pearl he had been using to cultivate he started checking his cultivation.

"I am now an energy palace stage cultivator."

The young man stood up and turned to look at the beast and middle aged man he had killed. He gazed at them with an apologetic look, however, that look only lasted for a few seconds before becoming a fierce glare.

"I killed him because he tried to kill me! This is the life I have chosen, I want to become strong so no one can look down upon me! Starting from today, I, Wang Ling, will never be able to live a peaceful life!

"Bandit Gin, you might be evil but I shall properly use your death as my stepping stone and become stronger. You can haunt me and I will gladly accept your hate."

With that he turned around and left that place. 'Wang Ling' was walking towards the man who had arrived. The two of them will bumped into each other if the he continues to walk, however, 'Wang Ling' passed through that man's body without a problem.

He didn't even notice his existence as he left that place.

The other man was left staring at 'Wang Ling's disappearing back, he sighed as he look up to the sky. "Why are you showing my memories? Starting from when I was a child and then to my first kill here, what is it that you want?"

He spoke with calmness. At the moment his current image was the reflection of his past self. The one who stood at the top of the old era, not the one who was living with a family.

Wang Ling did not know why but he had been seeing memories of him suffering and him making other people suffer since he had lost consciousness. He was the top cultivator of the old era and he had lived a couple of millennia's and the blood he had spilt can be turned into a great river.

As he was questioning the reasoning for this strange phenomenon, Wang Ling heard an archaic voice coming from within him

"Why, is your past bothering you?" the voice asked in a simple way. The voice came of nowhere, but Wang Ling was not surprise to hear it as he was also familiar with this voice.

He was so familiar with this voice that he already knew what it was just from a guess.

[So, my inner demon is actually tying to beguile me?

It has been a couple of centuries since I experience one. Does this beguilement have any connection with a technique I am cultivating at the moment?]

It was as if the voice was his and he was the voice. It felt weird but at the same time comforting. Looking around Wang Ling noticed that the scenery had changed once more.

From the forest it was now a city that is burning as ordinary people and cultivators alike run away from his younger self who was fighting with another cultivator.

The two of them was in the air flying in the air as they fought with their lives on the line. The young Wang Ling held a crazed look on himself and as he fought, his aura continued to rise.

Boom!

At the time, the younger 'Wang Ling' was not using a sword but instead was using a spear. He wielded the spear with great proficiency as he fought his enemy like the god of war.

Hong!

As he was fighting the city continued to burn as his enemy continued to use flames. The younger Wang Ling continued to deflect the flames and the flames continued to destroy the city.

Cries of pain echoed in the city as the two cultivators fought one another.

"This is your fight with the Flame Saint. You were a [True Saint] at the time and you raided his base at the Flame Province. He had been trying to kill you after he learned that you possess the [Azure Star Flame Essence], in this fight you slayed the Flame Saint in the end but you ended up indirectly killing people in the process.

"Are you happy for your achievement? Is it fun to kill the innocent? Although you did not kill them directly, you had the option to leave the city, why did you persist to continue fighting where there are many people?

"Those people were weaker than you, do you not feel obligated to protect them?"

The archaic voice questioned him curiously.

"I don't know why you're asking me this but I shall answer you nonetheless. I fought for my life and bet my life to kill that saint so I can continue living. The path I took was the path that strives for the peak.

"I wanted to live for my ideals not for the safety of others. If I died at that place those people will not care about my existence, they might feel bad but they will not actually do anything to help me even if they could.

"You ask if why I didn't protect them but I ask you, will they protect me if they have the chance? Humans are selfish and will do anything to live for their families and themselves. They have compassion yet they never truly wish to help others from the bottom of their hearts. They help but they wish for rewards, they die because they are weak."

Wang Ling smiled as he watched men and women alike burn to their deaths. Yes, he did feel sympathy for them but that's it really. He had already lived through this event so what else can this scene rouse from his emotions?

The archaic voice was silent for good long while as if it didn't expect for Wang Ling to answer in such a manner. It thought that Wang Ling will feel terrible for what he had done wrong in the past but he didn't even bat an eye after seeing people die because of him.

The archaic voice had been scouring through Wang Ling's memories since it had entered his mind. The voice was suppose beguile Wang Ling to feeling depress and lose control of his emotions and cause his mind to break from the heaviness of his crimes. But who would have thought that this man it was trying to beguile was someone who had such an uncaring attitude.

"You see human lives as nothing but a passing wind. You look at death as if it is nothing but a natural law. You perceive this world as nothing but a stepping stone, do you see life and death as trivial? Do you not care for others?"

The archaic voice questioned him once again. Wang Ling stayed silent as the scenery in front of his began to change. The memories of the old era had finally came to a close and the memory playing right now belonged to the new one.

Wang Ling observed as Wang Yue frolicked at the back garden and as Butler Sun passed him tea, Wang Hong was mastering the spear and he was by their side smiling without a care about the world.

This was a world generated by the voice. It was starting to use illusion against him, it should've realized that Wang Ling's memories does not have any kind of effect on beguiling him so it started to go in this direction.

"This is your current family, your brother is strong and the butler is mysterious, yet your sister is nothing but a common person who does not cultivate. She is weak and is frail, and like you have said, she will die because she is weak."

While the voice tried to beguile him, the scene of Wang Yue frolicking around began to change. She was now trap and cornered from all sides and in front of her was three beast.

The beast was an ordinary [Demon Hound], it was an overgrown dog with the ferocity of a wolf. Wang Yue was cornered and behind her was a wall. She was crying and bawling as she cried out for help.

Wang Yue cold for her brother, mother, father, Butler Sun yet no one came to her rescue.

"Big brother, please help me!" she cried out as she looked over to the watching Wang Ling. However, before Wang Ling could react, the Demon Hound pounced at Wang Yue and began tearing her body limb from limb.

What used to be her cute smiling face began to be devoured and soon enough, she turned into a pile of broken and torn flesh. She had no means to struggle, so she died, it was like how Wang Ling described it… the weak will die.

Wang Ling looked at this scene and his eyes flickered for a bit. But he didn't react, his eyes were cold as ever and his indifferent attitude never changed. The archaic voice looked at Wang Ling and felt irritation, as it began to shout at him.

"This is your dear sister, she took care of you when you were in need of helping! She did not ask for anything in return and looked at you with compassion! Her existence had proved that your way of thinking is flawed but you didn't even bat an eye after seeing her get mutilated like so?"

As the archaic voice began to shout, Wang Ling's surrounding began to turn red. The sky began to look crimson and everything suddenly changed. The archaic voice continued to shout as a black figure emerged from the void.

The figure that had appeared was hideous and looked like a demon from the depths of the abyss. With a disfigured face and limbs, the figure looked at Wang Ling and pointed at him with its bony fingers.

"You are also weak like the rest, you are injured and had lost and arm, does that mean you will die? You are weak so does that mean your life is nothing but a passing wind?"

Wang Ling looked at his inner demon and smiled. He walked over to this demon and stopped in front of it, he materialized a sword as he thought of it, and raised it overhead and spoke.

"I am not weak for I am the strongest in the realm! What used to be my past self is nothing but my shadow, compare me to him and you will be blinded by you short foresight.

"My sister is weak yet my family is not. They may not protect her but I will slay those who goes tries to hurt her. I look at others with contempt but my sister is not like 'others', she is a member of my family and the entire family I have in this life will stand with me at the very top of every world!

Slash!

With that, Wang Ling made his sword descend and cut his inner demon in half. The inner demon will not dodge as is role was only to beguile Wang Ling and not fight with him.

Also, it won't die if the heart striking it was not tranquil and serene. But because Wang Ling's heart and will was something that cannot be moved so easily, his sword easily spilt the two inner demon in half.

His sword even cut through the world it fabricated. Wang Ling watched as the world crumbled into tiny bits. His soul that had the visage of his former self also began to crumble and resembled his current face.

He laughed as he noticed this fact.

"This is my life now, but the crime and atrocities I have committed in the past ill not disappear. Like I have said when I destroyed the old era, I will carry the hatred and grudges they give me.

"This is the life I want to live."

The world he was in began to shine with great brilliance. He was blinded by the light momentarily as his eyes began to open in the physical world.

When he opened his eyes, Wang Ling noticed that he was submerged in some kind of pool where spirit qi was very thick. He had no clothes and his bare body could be seen by everyone if they are present.

He also realized that something was burning on his back.

His blood was revolving at a very fast pace. Wang Ling had no chance to observe what was happening but he knew that this strange phenomenon had something to do with the Hell Dominator Body was being circulate on its own.

A very painful suffering was inflicted on Wang Ling's body upon awakening from his coma. His back began to burn and his body that was submerged from the pool emerged.

"Arrggghhhh!!!" the man who did not flinched when his arm was severed suddenly roared in pain. It was too much to bear. His roar reverberated for tens of kilometers.

Minutes then hours passed, soon Wang Ling felt something was emerging from his burning back…

Fwoo!!

A pair of feathery black wings emerged and his bloodline mutation was completed.

Wang Ling is not a true Devil and has reached the first bloodline he had to achieve to become the God of hell, and that bloodline is called: [True Devil Warrior]!