At last, after he had achieved success in cultivation, his elders arranged opponent after opponent for him. Every day, he either battled the prodigies of other factions or fought vicious beasts to the death.
In doing so, his reputation spread far and wide, and he smoothly became a renowned figure in the Northern Demon Domain. The prodigies of every major faction began taking him as their target.
Just when he thought he had finally risen to prominence, a Heaven-Shaking piece of dreadful news came from the Void Burial: his elder brother—the brother who had cared for him since childhood—had fallen.
From that moment on, the real pressure settled upon his shoulders. He began bearing the hopes of all the prodigies of the Northern Demon Domain, and his own life was utterly gone.
Only after that did he learn that the pressure he had once thought immense was nothing at all. His brother had been shouldering it all for him.
Ever since his brother departed, that pressure had fallen upon him.
He cultivated day and night, all to avenge his brother and to vindicate the prodigies of the Northern Demon Domain.
Different identities brought different responsibilities, as though he had been born to carry them.
And in the end, he accomplished all of it. The prodigies of the Northern Demon Domain had truly risen, and he had avenged his brother. Yet now, he was lost once more.
Ye Lin's words seemed to have opened up a new direction for him.
Watching the silent Dugu Feng, Ye Lin did not disturb him. Some matters still had to be thought through properly on one's own.
One would lose many things on the path of seeking the Dao, but some losses were unavoidable. If one could not let go in time, the one harmed