My sister is Luna

The sight before him stunned Xiang Yu.

The magnificent Eastern Temple was now in ruins, something he hadn't anticipated, and it was completely different from the decisive battle of his previous life.

Like a god descending to earth, Donghuang Taiyi was locked in battle with the five sacred beasts, one of whom was riding a blue dragon. The powerful aura they exuded oppressed everyone present, casting a heavy shadow over their hearts.

These things, completely unrelated to his previous life, were laid out before Xiang Yu—a completely unrelated person, someone who had never appeared in his previous life, leading the Five Sacred Beasts to fight against the even more powerful Donghuang Taiyi.

He finally reached a crossroads in his destiny, far removed from his "past life".

It seems that his choice gave birth to a Donghuang Taiyi who surpassed his previous life. The oppressive feeling from that high-level life made it impossible for anyone to resist, and it also subtly suppressed the Five Sacred Beasts.

Fate dealt him a heavy blow, and his attempt to change it only brought more serious and unpredictable consequences, exacerbating the crisis in Yunmengze. Things were never as smooth as one might imagine.

Thinking you're in control of your destiny is a cruel joke; in reality, destiny is manipulating you. The more you resist, the less you can escape. Fate ruthlessly reveals the tragedy of humanity.

What about the past life? Is it knowing to change things but bringing about an even more unmanageable ending, or knowingly walking the same path and reliving one's failures and sorrows?

My past life was utterly worthless, merely proof of failure, etched solely in my heart!

Xiang Yu seemed to see the mocking faces above the clouds. He wanted to reap the benefits without lifting a finger, but the stage was already waiting for him.

He was a born rebel, born into a prestigious and wealthy family, yet he never took it all for granted, nor did he ever turn a blind eye to the reality before him.

He questioned absolute authority, did not believe in the eternity of the so-called "God," and saw only enslaved people. His anger arose from within and gradually manifested in action. This restless nature destined him to a life that would not be one of obscurity.

Although he was easily angered and used violent methods, Xiang Yu believed he was not wrong. He was eager to get people out of their delusions as soon as possible. He believed that people should not rely on gods for their existence, so simply urging them was not enough.

The soldiers behind him all looked at Xiang Yu. They had fought all the way with their rebel king, only to see their king eventually flee in defeat.

Xiang Yu clenched his fists in anger, his heart filled with the conflicting emotions of defeat, futile persistence, and resentment.

Whether it was the Donghuang Taiyi of his past life or the stronger Donghuang Taiyi of today, what he wanted to do was absolutely the same—the dark rule of Yunmengze. This was also the goal that Xiang Yu had to overcome no matter what. He came to rebel against Donghuang Taiyi, and he also wanted people to rebel.

Therefore, this is also a decisive battle, and people's stagnation or progress is closely tied to it.

Good. Having abandoned his past experiences and put aside all schemes and intrigues, Xiang Yu understood.

Just like in the "previous life", everyone worked together to overthrow Donghuang Taiyi, and then fought for power. Perhaps they would still die. That has not changed!

But now it belongs to me, and I want to see it, I want to feel it with every step I take! Xiang Yu felt relieved.

This is my innate responsibility. No matter how many times I am reincarnated, I will never regret taking this step in my rebellion against the gods. Even if I am battered and bruised, I will firmly walk this path. This is Xiang Yu's belief.

Come, destiny.

Xiang Yu, wielding his greatsword, charged forward without hesitation, only to be shattered by the aftershocks of the battle...

Just as Xiang Yu was about to make a move, his body trembled. He suddenly snapped back to reality, blinked, and felt a cold sweat run down his back. He looked at the greatsword in his hand and was horrified.

What happened? What I just saw was... me dead?

The soldiers behind him looked at Xiang Yu in confusion, not understanding why he was trembling as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and then looked shocked.

Xiang Yu was bewildered. He seemed to see his own death scene. Huge air currents surged in the air, making it difficult for the soldiers to stand. It seemed that if he took a few more steps forward, he would be crushed by the aftershocks of Donghuang Taiyi's battle.

The feeling of death licking past was so real that it filled him with dread, almost exactly the same as the feeling of awakening to his "past life".

"Tsk tsk tsk, how pathetic." A voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Who!" Xiang Yu's sharp gaze swept around, but he didn't spot the newcomer. "Where are you?"

"I am inside your body. I don't know who I am. It's been too long, and I've forgotten. But they all call me the Great Demon King."

The Great Demon King? So he really did possess such a thing. Xiang Yu recalled the rumors spread by this guy and felt extremely annoyed.

"Was that scene an illusion you created?"

"No, I just showed you my future. We share the same fate, and I don't want to die with you."

"The future..." Xiang Yu recalled his past life, "Was my past life also something you showed me?"

"Yes, I had just woken up then and wanted to see how long this host could live. But when I looked, I sighed and thought, it's really pitiful. All that hard work has only benefited others."

Ignoring the mockery, Xiang Yu continued to ask:

"You've been lurking inside me for so long, why are you appearing now?"

"Because that guy called Donghuang really annoys me. It seems to be related to my memories from my past life, and I don't think they're good memories..."

"Hey! What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?" Seeing Xiang Yu trying to join the battle, the Great Demon King quickly called out to him.

"I don't have the habit of sitting idly by and waiting to die."

"Your involvement now will not contribute to the battle at all; you'll just be throwing your life away."

"Is all you can do, a dead guy like you, is spout sarcastic remarks?"

"Who said my power can reverse the course of events? Well then, would you like to use my power?"

"Your power?"

"However, this comes at a price. Can you bear it? You will be feared by the world, transformed from a hero into a villain, and even hunted down. This is just one aspect. The Great Demon King will always be a threat to humanity, and people will want to get rid of him as soon as possible."

Xiang Yu recalled his defeat at the Battle of Gaixia, where he was besieged and killed by his lover, which seemed to be a prophecy of his ultimate fate.

"Give me."

"Hahaha, that's exhilarating!" Accompanied by a chilling laugh, a red flame ignited in Xiang Yu's heart.

The exchange between the two lasted only a few breaths.

In the soldiers' eyes, Xiang Yu suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then an ominous red mist emanated from his body, making him look like a blood-soaked demon god.

His aura rivaled that of the great battle in the sky.

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