Actually, the Juanjing city ruler had regretted his actions long before Xiao Quantian's presence. When he knew Tuo Xun was the true ruler of the Hundun Realm, and he was very close to Xiao Tian, the Juanjing city ruler already intended to make peace with Xiao Tian for his safety and also his own clan, realizing that grudges would only lead them to the grave. He just did not find the right moment, because all this time the distance between him and Xiao Tian never truly opened. Today, that distance opened in the most terrifying way, as well as the clearest. This forgiveness was the greatest gift for him. He did not see it as mercy, but as a decision making him still able to breathe without thinking when destruction would descend. He retreated slowly, placing himself back into the city ruler line, this time with head bowed, not out of shame, but out of deep gratitude. The situation returned focus to the main goal, shifting attention from personal drama to the realm's big agenda. Many

After Tuo Xun entered the Cultivation World and the dimensional gate closed, silence returned to envelop the vacuum space. Cosmic dust particles that had surged were now quiet again, frozen in eternal emptiness. Xiao Quantian did not waste time. He moved his hand, the God Ring on his finger radiated a faint yet sharp sheen. From there, he took out a black jade token belonging to Xiao Jian. The token looked simple, yet its surface was filled with rune carvings moving alive. That object radiated authority aura exceeding space and time laws, making the space around it tremble in submission. Instantly, reality in front of them split. A vertical crack appeared, then widened with speed eyes could not follow. Thousands of light doors immediately appeared lined up, extending infinitely, forming a grand dimensional corridor. That passage seemed to penetrate the farthest limit of existence. Behind every door, unique aura radiated from various different Universes. Some radiated burning heat f

“No need to apologize, after all I was not alone living life in the Tianwu Realm. I could meet Grandpa Fa Wa, and also many friends. I did not pass the days in loneliness,” he said in a relaxed tone, trying to melt the tension hanging in the air. Xiao Tian said that without intending to cover up reality, nor to calm anyone down. He only conveyed what he chose to say at this moment, choosing to make peace with his past. There were many other things he did not say, about cold nights and the fear of death while hunting for resources, not because he did not dare, but because he knew, that past was part of the path he had already traversed and did not need to be made a topic of conversation now. He did not deny the suffering, nor did he demand a detailed explanation. He stood at the point where the result was already in his hands, he had become strong because of that path. Whatever the reason behind the past decision, he had accepted that all of it shaped him into who he was now. F

Xiao Tian frowned slightly, feeling a different seriousness from his father’s tone of voice. He did not interrupt the conversation. He waited for further explanation. “Father, what is it?” “Lightning Fire Origin Source. Father managed to get a world containing the Lightning Fire Origin Source from the Ninth Galaxy. That world has an age limit. Only the younger generation can enter it, and only those who possess the Divine Lightning Fire bloodline. Our bloodline meets that requirement. That world is suitable for us.” Xiao Jian continued without a change in tone, as if discussing the weather, even though he was discussing a treasure that could trigger an intergalactic war. “Father called you so that you and Xiao Quantian can claim that power. However, Father must say clearly, the trials inside are very dangerous. Even though Father could take that world, with Father’s current strength, Father cannot enter that world.” That last sentence was enough to explain everything. That world

Xiao Jian nodded hearing his son's words, a small nod indicating deep approval from a father as well as a supreme cultivator. Everyone had to realize, sometimes someone could face external trials, but failed to face internal trials. Enemies holding swords could be slashed, but enemies whispering inside the heart were far more difficult to exterminate. The greatest test for growth was not obstacles from outside, but from oneself. Sometimes the body felt weak, felt hopeless, so limiting oneself before the actual limit was reached. Every time wanting to step, feeling himself unable, until it was difficult to surpass the limit of his current ability. That doubt was an invisible chain stronger than any divine iron. Not a few people were destroyed because they could not face themselves. They fell not because they lost to stronger opponents, but because they lost to the shadow of their own fears. That was why it was not an exaggeration to say that, the greatest enemy was our own selves.