In a pure white room, a handsome young man in his twenties, with dazzling golden hair, smiled as he looked at the bald young man who had just sat up from the culture tank.0

“Welcome back, my lord Demon King.”0

The bald man, however, ignored him and began moving his arms. He then stood up, his face gradually breaking into a wild grin.0

“Hahahaha… Not bad, not bad. Though this body is as weak as an insect, I can sense its boundless potential.”0

As Kaotoros reveled in the new body that perfectly matched his soul, his smile grew even more smug.0

Both the human race and that Akunus fellow must have thought I had perished. After all, I had even self-destructed my divine soul to create a dramatic fall. Who could have anticipated that I had prepared a reincarnation ritual with this body long ago?0

Once its divine soul dissipated, a remnant of its soul essence would be reborn through this body through the ritual, becoming a true "human.”2

As long as its soul essence fully integrated with this soulless body, even the strongest human...0