"Tian Yu!" Yue Yang was left with nothing but fury. If this damned destiny had come sooner, then Supreme would not have...
The nearly uncontrollable rage and killing intent drove Yue Yang's fighting spirit to its peak.
He forgot everything else.
Now, there was only one thought: kill the enemy.
A figure emerged from the depths of the Ancient Passage, walking step by step until he stood before Yue Yang. He was a charming middle-aged man, flawless in both appearance and bearing. Even the world's most discerning person would not have been able to find the slightest fault in him. Everything about this middle-aged man was perfection. Without comparison, Yue Yang might not have exposed so many of his own shortcomings, but the moment he stood before this man, countless flaws immediately surfaced.
For instance, his looks were too handsome, lacking the kingly bearing of one who ruled over all beneath Heaven.
For instance, his temperament was too fiery, lacking maturity and steadiness.
For instance, his emotions were insufficiently calm and rational.
There were far too many shortcomings.
Before this man who could make even gods sigh, Yue Yang was still an impetuous young man who acted on impulse, burning himself with nothing but a bellyful of hot blood.
The incomparably perfect middle-aged man lifted his bright eyes, their Divine Light restrained but wisdom as deep as the sea, and looked at Yue Yang. A friendly smile rose at the corner of his lips. "You are Yue Titan? Not bad, young man. You remind me of my former self. In those days of soaring youth and boundless vitality, I was just like you now. I believed that my hands could create the future, that tireless effort could gain everything, that an unyielding will could protect the entire Heaven Realm. In