Li Xiaoyu wasn't quite sure how to describe his current feelings.0

Overwhelming joy? Pure satisfaction at finally receiving the reward for his perseverance and patience? Usually, the emotions felt in this kind of situation should be close to happiness.0

However, Li Xiaoyu's current feeling was not even in the same postal code as happiness.0

All the conditions to be happy were in place. First of all, Li Xiaoyu had finally witnessed the descent of the demon emperor, an existence he had been waiting for decades!2

The younger-generation demonic cultivators had no idea... No idea how rough the roads the older generations had walked to get this far!1

The hatred toward the demonic cultivators by the rulers of the martial world, the martial artists of the orthodox factions, easily exceeded human imaginations. At least that hatred had lost its edge to some degree these days. As little as less than half a century ago, martial artists didn't hesitate to torture and tear apart any demonic cultivators they came across.0

With the progress of modern civilization and technology, martial artists were forced to give up some of their privileges and status, but that helped the demonic cultivators with their survival instead. If those barbaric days had continued for longer, all demonic cultivators would've become nothing more than a footnote in history books.0

The older generation had survived those troubling times to get this far. And finally, they got the chance to witness the demon emperor's descent with their...0