Hopeless

On the Divine Star continent, there lie cultivators. They would be graded on how strong they were through stages. The first stage is the Qi Gathering, the second is Foundation Building, the third is Soul Tempering, the fourth is Control of Body and beyond that, only the cultivators who have passed that realm knows what is above that. The divine continent is split up into four regions with different countries. The Dou Region, the Xue Region, the Qin Region, and the Lei Region.

Xue Region, Lao Country, Peaceful River City, Zhu Clan.

Zhu Feng looked over the edge as he smiled to himself.

"No more pain, no more hatred, I can finally live in peace. Although I couldn't fulfill my dream, I can be in peace. Sorry mother, father, sister." Zhu Feng whispered

He jumped off as he had regrets that would haunt him and satisfaction. His world went black as he went unconscious. He woke up and saw a door. He thought it was the gate to the afterlife as he calmly went through the door and though to see a place of rest for souls. Instead, he saw a sword embedded in a stone in a black space. He snorted and ignored it and tried to walk past it but slammed into a barrier.

"DAMM IT. WHAT MORE DO THE HEAVENS WANT FROM ME!" Zhu Feng yelled as he punched the barrier over and over again repetitively. He sat down as he panted like a dog. He stared at the sword. He thought that the only way out was to pull it out. He sighed as he walked over to pull the sword out. When he pulled out the sword an evil voice cackled as it said. "AT LAST, SOMEONE PULLED ME FREE. KID, YOU SHOULD BE HONORED TO BE MY HOST."

Zhu Feng furrowed his eyebrows as he said, "I'm not interested to be anyone's puppet."

The evil voice shouted as he said, "TAKING OVER A PUNY HUMAN WHO HASN'T EVEN CULTIVATED YET ISN'T EVEN WORTH MY TIME BUT IT'S YOUR LUCKY DAY BRAT".

Zhu Feng replied, "Fight me then to claim my body as your own."

The evil voice arrogantly said, "Since you're not obeying, looks like I have to make you submit."

Dark mist materialized into a form of the shape of a human being. Zhu Feng kept his eyes on it for the whole duration the mist was forming the body.

The evil voice says, "I'll suppress my soul cultivation level so I can make it fair for a weak mortal like you."

Zhu Feng yells as he charges at the figure, "I DON'T NEED YOUR PITY!"

The evil voice just laughs as he evades Zhu Feng fist but surprisingly gets roundhouse kicked in the head and gets knocked back a few feet.

The evil voice murmurs, "Such a strong innate soul."

They exchanged kicks and punches as it appeared no one had the upper hand. It seemed like their souls had no limit on how long they could fight. The evil voice was getting a headache and decided to suppress Zhu Feng with his cultivation so that he could get an advantage. To his surprise, it did not affect him as he just kept fighting harder. Finally, the evil voice landed a fatal blow to Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng staggered back as he struggled to stand up.

The evil voice cackles, " Finally, you were beaten by me in combat. NOW YOUR BODY IS MINE!"

Zhu Feng giggles which turned into laughing, " YOU, TAKING OVER MY BODY. I'M JUST GETTING STARTED!"

An overbearing aura is released around himself and the evil voice felt this pressure and his eyes widened in fear. Zhu Feng then released an onslaught of attacks which knocked the evil voice a few feet back every time the evil voice got hit.

The evil voice whimpers, "I submit, please no more."

Zhu Feng chuckles at the evil voice's actions. He pants in exhaustion and then he loses conscious.