The Milky Way branch of the Cosmic Elders Council was bustling with excitement. Everyone was overjoyed!
This was their greatest victory in several epochs: they had captured six mid-stage Void Dao Realm cultivators from the Alien Races, over a hundred Sage Realm cultivators, and over two hundred Quasi-Sages.
The rest had either detonated themselves on the spot or been wiped out outright.
Zhang Yang watched the normally unsmiling Demon Gods, along with the adorably clueless God Race members, jumping for joy, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
He could not help recalling how, before sealing his memories, he had possessed virtually no emotions as the Lord of the Universe.
Nor would he have understood why they were so happy now.
Because to his former self, everything had seemed only natural.
When a powerhouse capable of influencing the workings of an entire universe lost his emotions, possessing only divinity and no humanity, he was destined to grow distant from living beings.
Looking at the living beings below, Zhang Yang made a decision: he could not let them focus solely on cultivation while neglecting their mental well-being.
After their final victory, he might have some Quasi-Sages and Sage Realm cultivators seal their memories and become Star Lords, experiencing the entire process of nurturing life from nothing.
They would rediscover their emotions as living beings.
They could not lose all feeling for everything because of cultivation.
Zhang Yang did not want to cultivate any more Void Dao Realm deities who had no interest in anything and no sense of belonging to the Native Universe.
Once they reached the Sage Realm, even their Star Lords found it difficult to command them. Unless there was a life-or-death crisis, they would not act.
Upon reaching the Void Dao Realm, they broke free of their