"I, Harold Dungent, am back again!"

It was a cry that rang across the universe, and its echo was everlasting!

In the room, Owen Thobe stood in front of the mirror dressed in a green robe and stared at the handsome young man in the mirror with a smile on his face. "He does look like me from ten thousand years ago. Hahaha!"

What kind of character was Harold Dungent? He was the one-in-a-million prodigy who, through self-cultivation, became the lord of a domain, with the title "Celestial God", ruling over other deities!

Harold Dungent had a warlike nature and killed many deities over ten thousand years. He had once slain dozens of Celestial Gods with his own might, and the battle won him recognition and the title "Harold"!

There were over ten thousand Celestial Gods, but only one "Harold"!

Harold Dungent was crazy, but he was indeed worthy of the name "God of War". After becoming invincible among the myriad domains, he vainly attempted to challenge the Superior Deity!

What sort of existence was the Superior Deity? He was the creator of the universe, who had lived for billions of years. He was eternal and the manifestation of Paradise Command itself!

The Superior Deity could annihilate a Celestial God with just a thought! No one could resist his heavenly prestige!

Besides Harold Dungent!

The Harold's comprehension of Paradise Command was as close as it could be to the Superior Deity. The battle in the Superior Palace actually went on for a hundred years and destroyed countless domains. The remnant energy that they accidentally released had killed innumerable deities!

In the end, the Harold seriously injured the Superior Deity with his Heaven-Defying Sword, and he fell to the earth after his body and spirit were destroyed!

This battle was something unprecedented!

Ever since the creation of the universe, Harold Dungent was the only Celestial God who dared challenge the Superior Deity. He was also the only one with the power to wound the Superior Deity!

There were no other Harolds after Dungent!

However, what the deities did not know was that before Harold Dungent fell in battle, he hid a part of his soul in one of the domains that even the Superior Deity was not aware of.

After the death of the Harold, this soul reincarnated as a human and was reborn!

He was the twenty-year-old young man in front of the mirror, Owen Thobe.

"I'm such a worthless person in this life! A good-for-nothing!" Owen's eyes were full of anger and unwillingness as he clenched his fists.

Owen Thobe, whose original name was Owen Robinson, had a prestigious identity. He was the fifth son of Konig Robinson, the Emperor of the Maelstrom Empire. His mother was Consort Deborah, the most favored, most beautiful woman in the Maelstrom Empire.

As accompanying the king was like being in a tiger's presence, it was the same for the Emperor's consorts and children!

When Owen was ten years old, the court officials jointly accused Thobe Mansion of colluding with the rebels to commit treason. Emperor Konig was furious and issued a decree to execute the Thobe family. Owen's grandfather, General Logan Thobe, was even tortured to death!

The unparalleled beauty and Owen's birth mother, Deborah Thobe, turned haggard in the night and was imprisoned by Emperor Konig in the dungeons. She could only let life fleet by and was never allowed to see the light of day.

As for Owen, the supposedly dignified Fifth Prince had his meridians destroyed by a strike from his father and was prohibited from practicing martial arts. He was even stripped of his royal surname, "Robinson", to become an abandoned prince and the ridicule of the country!

He was a good-for-nothing prince. His meridians were destroyed, and he could not practice martial arts. How would he ever turn around the situation of his life?

All this was thanks to his high and mighty father!

Konig Robinson was the number one expert in the Maelstrom Empire, an invincible grandmaster who had achieved Holy Realm! Owen was probably only a disposable pawn in his eyes!

At the age of twelve, after being grounded for two years, Owen received a decree from his father ordering him to marry the eldest daughter of the Smith family, who was the same age as him, Felicia Smith.

That year, Felicia was already a martial artist of the fourth level in the Tuning Realm. She was deemed a lady prodigy! 

While that year, the name of Owen Thobe, the good-for-nothing prince, had spread throughout the empire!

By the orders of the imperial decree, even though the Smith family was unwilling, they had to accept this ridiculous marriage!

From then on, Owen married into the Smith family and lived in the Smith Mansion like a parasite, looked down on by everyone!

Owen said no more than ten sentences in the past six years! He hid in his room every day and never dared to go out!

At eighteen, Owen and Felicia had to obey the imperial decree and were officially married! By this time, Felicia had already broken through the Essence Realm and was famous for being a prodigy martial artist. As she was also the youngest elder in the Tencho Sect, she was a favorite of the limelight!

In the two years after their marriage, Owen had never seen his wife because he was not qualified! On the contrary, the Smith family became brazen in humiliating and oppressing Owen. Seven days prior, Wyatt Smith had even beaten Owen to near death, causing him to be unconscious for seven days!

However, this coma had accidentally awakened the Harold's soul in Owen!

How could Harold Dungent tolerate his future self living in such a sorry state?

"Kill!" Owen's aura suddenly changed. He was no longer that cowardly and useless prince but a prideful and high-spirited legend. He thought of his father, who had ruthlessly destroyed his meridians, and his mother, who was suffering in the dungeons. He also recalled his wife, Felicia, who saw him worthless, and the looks of contempt and humiliation from everyone else!

"All of you, watch as I change my fate in defiance of the heavens!" Owen suddenly laughed wildly. There was no doubt that the Harold was aggressive in nature. The more the heavens and others tried to suppress him, the more bloodthirsty he would become!

"Creak!" The door suddenly opened, and an elderly man walked in. Owen was familiar with this person. He was a servant of the Smith family who took care of Owen's daily life. Unfortunately, he was an evil servant who would bully his downcasted master!

In the eyes of the servants, Owen was not their master but a poor guy who could be bullied as pleased and a good-for-nothing who never could practice martial arts. If he did not have his identity as a prince, the Smith family would probably have killed him a long time ago!

Because of the great shame brought by Owen, the Smith family hated him to the core. They wished Owen could die as soon as possible!

"Hey! You woke up! You just won't die!" Mateo Moore was surprised. He deliberately did not apply medicine to Owen and left him to die for the past few days. When he thought Owen would almost breathe his last, Owen miraculously awakened.

Owen frowned. "Mateo Moore!"

How dare this good-for-nothing call him by name? What did he want?

"What?" Mateo came over with his hands clasped behind his back, looking as if he was disregarding Owen. He was an old-timer in the Smith family. How would he be fearful of a good-for-nothing?

"How dare you come in and out of my room at will? Who do you think you are, huh?" Owen's words sounded firm, and his domineering voice was impactful.

Mateo was stunned and wondered if the good-for-nothing had hit his head. He could not help sneering. "Owen, who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like this? You're just a good-for-nothing!"

What an arrogant servant!

Owen suddenly turned around, and his eyes glimmered intimidatingly. "Who am I? I am your master. Is that reasonable enough?"

Mateo could not help but gasp in shock. He stared at Owen and did not know what was going on. In his memory, Owen had always been quiet and submissive. Even the lowest servant of the Smith family could insult this "master" at will!

Today, it was obvious that there was something different with Owen!

"Get out of here!" Owen growled and pointed at Mateo rudely.

Mateo was also furious. He had endured many grievances throughout his life, but how could he endure the good-for-nothing acting this rudely toward him?

"Owen Thobe, do you think you're all that? You're just a good-for-nothing. If it weren't for the Smith family feeding you, you would have become a beggar on the streets! Do you think you're still a prince? Useless piece of..."

"Slap!" With a crisp sound, the slap on Mateo's face interrupted his scolding. Owen glared at him coldly and indifferently. He would not hold back when dealing with such an evil servant!

Mateo was stunned for a moment before turning mad. "You... You hit me! How dare a good-for-nothing..."

"Slap!" He slapped Mateo's face again. But this time, Owen did it with a smile!

"Go on! You can curse me to your heart's content! But I'll slap you once for every insult you throw at me. Let's see who lasts longer, huh?"

Mateo was speechless and could not say a word for a long time. He wanted to beat Owen up, but he did not have the courage!

No matter how down and out Owen was, he was not someone a slave like him could lay a finger on!

"Hmph!" Mateo turned around indignantly and stormed out of the room. He would have his chance to deal with this good-for-nothing!

He was a useless person with no identity or strength. No matter how arrogant he was, what could he do?