From Mortal To Immortal: Reign Of The Unyielding Chapter 2: The Birth of Lin Tian

The sun had barely risen over the Azure Star Realm, casting a pale light across the dense forests and the quiet village nestled at its edge. The world stirred, but not Reymark. He was no longer the same boy who had walked these woods in the darkness of the previous night.

He had crossed a threshold, one that no mortal could understand, and now his very presence seemed to alter the air around him. A strange energy hummed within his body, a power that came from a place far beyond this world. It was a gift, and a curse.

The change had not been sudden. It had been a slow burn, a quiet awakening that had begun when Reymark first stepped foot in this world. The system, the mysterious force that had guided him, had been the spark. But now, it was more than that. It was the key to his transformation.

Reymark’s eyes fluttered open, his gaze sharp and unwavering. The sky above was clear, but it was not the heavens that held his attention. It was the power inside him, growing, stirring, responding to his every thought. He could feel it—feel the weight of it.

[System: Power levels at 15%. Target: 100%.]

The voice echoed in his mind, but Reymark paid it little attention. He had long since stopped thinking of himself as Reymark. The name no longer fit. He had lived a thousand lifetimes in different forms, but in this one, the truth of his identity was beginning to emerge.

Reymark Talisic was no more.

He was Lin Tian now.

"Lin Tian," he muttered, the name tasting foreign on his tongue, yet oddly familiar, like a song he had heard long ago but could not remember.

The winds rustled through the trees as if responding to his words, and for the first time, Lin Tian felt a connection to the very land beneath his feet. The energy that surged through his veins was no longer simply power—it was his destiny.

As the morning sun broke through the trees, Lin Tian stood and stretched his arms wide, allowing the warmth of the light to wash over him. His body, once frail and weak, now pulsed with strength, his muscles rippling with a power that was anything but mortal. He was no longer the orphaned child who had been discarded by fate. He was something more.

He was a force of nature.

The system's voice hummed once more, but this time, it was not as cold or mechanical. It carried a strange sense of urgency.

[System: Power levels at 20%. Target: 100%. Activation sequence engaged.]

Lin Tian felt a surge within him, a rush of energy that nearly overwhelmed him. But he welcomed it. He had known that this moment would come—that the world would feel his presence, that his power would begin to break free from its shackles.

The forest around him seemed to tremble as if the very earth was reacting to his power. Birds took flight, scattering into the sky, their wings beating in frantic haste. Even the wind seemed to bend toward him, as if it recognized the one standing among them.

And yet, despite the overwhelming power coursing through him, Lin Tian felt a calmness, a clarity, that was beyond comprehension. He had once been lost in a foreign world, a soul trapped in an unfamiliar body. But now, as he stood there in the quiet forest, he felt the threads of his true self weaving together. The memories of his past lives, his true purpose, began to solidify in his mind.

He was Lin Tian, reborn to conquer this realm.

And this world would bow to him.

But the world was not ready for Lin Tian. Not yet.

The sects, the powerful families that ruled the land, were unaware of the storm that was about to descend upon them. To them, he was nothing more than a nameless orphan, an insignificant speck in the grand scheme of things. But they were wrong. They would soon learn the truth.

The question was not whether Lin Tian would rise—it was how quickly the world could adapt to his existence.


As Lin Tian began his journey, he knew that the road ahead would not be without obstacles. His power, though vast, was not without its limits. The system had promised him unimaginable strength, but that strength had yet to be fully unlocked. The path to greatness would be filled with trials—both external and internal.

But Lin Tian was not afraid. Fear was a luxury reserved for those too weak to grasp their destiny.

He turned away from the forest, his gaze fixed on the distant mountains. Somewhere, hidden in those peaks, lay the sects—the organizations of cultivators who ruled this world with their power and influence. They would stand in his way, but Lin Tian knew that he was not like the others. He was destined for more.

"I will rise above them all," he whispered, his voice cold and resolute. The words carried the weight of his will, and the air seemed to shiver in response.

His first step was clear. He needed to leave this village, to venture into the unknown. The sects would never acknowledge a nameless orphan, but Lin Tian would change that.

He would make them see him.

The first challenge would come soon enough. But it wouldn’t be the last.

The world would tremble at the name of Lin Tian, and when the time came, they would all know what true power meant.


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End of Chapter 2

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