The World Now Is Pretty Good [End of Volume]

Yang Family.

Yang Jianghu poked his head out and looked around.

He saw that the sky, once packed with oppressive, pitch-black clouds, had actually cleared.

Wait.

Why did he feel like crying?

At that moment, everyone still alive in the entire world felt an inexplicable sorrow rise in their hearts.

It was as though they had lost a loved one. The feeling was utterly strange.

Wiping away his tears,

Yang Jianghu suddenly thought of something.

The Heavenly Dao... was dead?

Once that thought entered his mind, he could not cast it away.

Song Li had slain the Heavenly Dao?

Wasn't that too outrageous?

"Jianghu, did you sense it?"

Behind Yang Jianghu, the Yang Family's First Ancestor appeared at some unknown moment. His voice rang out as he continued wiping away tears.

"The heavens have changed."

This was true change in the heavens!

Whether it was Yang Jianghu or the Yang Family ancestors, they were all at a loss over this sudden upheaval.

After all, they had lived for so many years, yet the Heavenly Dao had simply died. It was too unbelievable.

Still... at least the Yang Family had survived.

An inexplicable sense of relief welled up within them, gradually steadying their shocked hearts.

Without realizing it, the Yang Family had become the foremost power.

How strange.

Everything had happened far too suddenly.

High in the sky.

Song Li's body trembled, and then he began falling from the sky.

A huge crash rang out. Fortunately, his physical body was strong enough.

A moment later.

Song Li climbed up from the ground, his eyes still carrying traces of confusion and disbelief.

The severe headache had turned his face somewhat pale.

The Heavenly Dao?

Had he just killed the Heavenly Dao?

No.

That had not been him.

It seemed the Heavenly Dao