"Xiao Yun, I finally defeated you."
"I, Zhao Invincible, am the strongest!"
Outside Heavenly Emperor City, Zhao Wuji straightened his back somewhat awkwardly, glaring with a pair of swollen eyes and grinning smugly at Ao Jiushijiu, whom he had beaten unconscious beneath his feet.
Of course, under the effects of A Single Thought of Sorrow, Ao Jiushijiu looked exactly like Xiao Yun in Zhao Wuji's eyes.
Seeing that he had finally defeated Xiao Yun, Zhao Wuji felt utterly exhilarated, as though every thought in his mind had flowed freely.
Ever since Xiao Yun had subdued him at the True Dragon Nest back then, Zhao Wuji had been holding back a stubborn drive, always wanting to surpass Xiao Yun, yet never succeeding.
Until today...
"I finally did it!"
Zhao Wuji gazed into the distance, his eyes shining with vigor as waves of golden light radiated from his entire body, like a rising morning sun.
The inner demon that had plagued him for years had been shattered by his own hands, bringing about a transformation even in Zhao Wuji's soul.
As he looked upon the vast heavens and earth before him, Zhao Wuji entered enlightenment just like that.
Yes, Zhao Wuji had entered the supreme realm that cultivators dreamed of—an epiphany.
Defeating Xiao Yun and shattering the inner demon in his heart had set Zhao Wuji's thoughts free. His soul aligned with the Great Dao, and he fell into an epiphany.
This was a tremendous opportunity.
Not long ago, Zhao Wuji had fused with his quasi-Saint avatar from the Primordial World and broken through to the middle stage of the Heavenly Venerable realm in one stroke.
But after advancing to the middle stage of the Heavenly Venerable realm, all his accumulated foundation had been exhausted.
As for the path of cultivation beyond