Yang Lingrui turned his gaze back to his own side.
He pressed a hand against the stone door, gave it a slight push, and stepped inside.
Rustle, rustle, rustle—
Before his vision had recovered, the desolate howl of an icy wind and bone-piercing cold had already fallen upon Yang Lingrui.
A breath later, light once more illuminated the chaos. Yang Lingrui opened his eyes to find himself standing before a frozen lake, like a jade disk cast down from the heavens.
After consecutively passing the twin trials of talent and perseverance, he became the first cultivator on this journey to set foot upon the shore of the Fate Lake.
At that very moment, within the Shattered Divine Palace, the massive mass of resentment within Ku Yun was finally completely cleansed by the jade tower.
In an instant, Ku Yun felt a lightness in his heart unlike anything he had ever known.
Even back in the Divine Palace ten thousand years ago, Ku Yun had never experienced the feeling of having every shred of resentment in his body completely purged.
In his memories, only gods who held official divine positions were entitled to such treatment.
As for his own position in the Divine Palace back then, to put it bluntly, he had merely been a pet raised by that Venerable God.
Although he had embarked upon the Divine Dao and possessed cultivation of his own, he held no real status within the Divine Palace.
The other divine envoys had treated him with kindness and courtesy only out of consideration for his Venerable God master.
"Thank you, Venerable God! For the grace of extending my Dao and renewing my life, Ku Yun shall remember it for all eternity!"
Below the high platform, Ku Yun once again bowed deeply to Chen Yang, his