Ying Bai's Hope, Heavenly Emperor Tai Wei

Celebration was utterly out of the question.

The customary post-battle sighing could only come after the opponent had been thoroughly laid to rest, their coffin lid nailed shut, with no chance of them ever jumping back up again.

For now, better forget it.

Qin Yang had always kept a clear head. Before entering the Sea of Thoughts for the second time, he had already considered the worst possible outcome as thoroughly as he could.

The current situation was not the worst outcome. If he did not go in and did not deal with the Emperor Ying, that might have been the worst outcome.

Qin Yang had always understood that what made someone strong was not how much power they possessed, but how they responded when facing adversity.

The Emperor Ying absolutely counted as a powerhouse. Even Qin Yang had to admit that the Emperor Ying was the strongest person he had ever encountered.

Even after being overthrown and having his Dao Foundation collapse, he had not only stubbornly held on without dying, but had also forcibly stabilized his own strength, preventing it from plummeting several major realms.

He had even cautiously abandoned the old Cast Dao Court instead of rushing to show himself, cultivating anew some unknown technique—or perhaps a method he had created himself—one that fit the Sea of Thoughts perfectly. His strength had soared by leaps and bounds all the way.

This time, he had achieved his goal even faster.

Qin Yang could not help wondering whether, if he had not previously caused the Emperor Ying to be overthrown, the Emperor Ying would have found a suitable opportunity himself to abandon everything he once had, sever his ties with the Divine Dynasty, and rebuild his Dao Foundation.

At its current stage of development, the Great Ying Divine Dynasty