Vengeance had finally been achieved.

It could be said that in these past two years, Wu Yu had gone through countless days and nights of suffering, all for this one moment of success.

He had finally completed his long-cherished wish as he stared at Hao Tian's unmoving corpse. There was also the slowly swaying corpses of Yuan Xi and Yuan Hao on top of the gates. Yet his heart was a complete vacuum.

He was not celebrating. That was not possible. Taking revenge was not a fortunate event after all.

The only thing he could feel was a slight sense of relief. 

"My father, although I walked upon this path of vengeance for myself, this act is also for you."

Staring at the royal palace from afar, Wu Yu could see the physical embodiment of his ancestors’ efforts to build this kingdom. Today, it could have been considered to have fallen back into the Wu family's hands.

"However, this is just one minor trial in the path of cultivation. There is no need to feel sentimental or prideful at this."

Today’s ending marked a new beginning.

Wu Yu looked at Heavenly Immortal Hao Tian's Firestorm Horsetail Whisk and Sumeru Pouch. After a slight deliberation, he decided not to take them.

"Hao Tian is from the Zhongyuan Dao Sect and is also considered a representative...