Watching his very foundation be destroyed, even a peerless powerhouse like him was enraged—enraged to the extreme.
"Y-Yes, I hated it to this extent. Now do you know heartbreak? That gut-wrenching, bone-deep heartbreak? When I received the news back then, that was exactly how I felt. I wanted you to have a taste of it too!" Mister Huang threw back his head and laughed. His laughter contained vengeful satisfaction, desolation, and release.
To him, there was no longer anything worth clinging to in this Geng Metal Era. Dust returned to dust, earth to earth. Since it had already undergone the Great Destruction, it might as well be utterly destroyed. This wretched, gasping existence was truly an ugly sight.
Moreover, he was different from the Essence Gold Ancestral Emperor. The Essence Gold Ancestral Emperor's foundation lay here; once it was destroyed, he would become a homeless dog. Even if he escaped, he would be no exception. Mister Huang, however, was not the same.
He had now pledged allegiance to the Eastern Heavenly Lord and possessed a new foundation. Naturally, he did not care about the destruction of the Geng Metal Era. Besides, while the Geng Metal Era had made him who he was, it had also brought him far too much pain.
Heavenly Lords were not devoid of emotion. On the contrary, their feelings were even richer; they simply did not reveal them lightly.
The so-called severing of emotions and cutting off descendants by Heavenly Lords was merely the delusion of ordinary living beings, just as people would not casually show emotion toward ants.
His junior sister had been drained dry and turned into a magical puppet. This hatred had weighed upon his heart for far more than hundreds of thousands of years. Today, he had only avenged half of it.