"After all that effort, it was still a feint!" Jiang Hui bitterly smiled and shook his head.
Just as expected, even reaching the Emperor Realm didn't affect that ultimate timeline.
At this moment, he wondered if he should learn from the plots in anime.
Clenching his fists, he bowed his head and muttered softly:
Damn, still not working, huh?!
But that would be too adolescent; although he has a youthful spirit, he is, after all, an ancient creature who has lived for over a hundred thousand years.
In his past life, even the term ancestor wouldn't adequately describe his seniority.
He decided to just think about it in his heart. Actually doing it might not even be feasible.
As Jiang Hui put away his messy thoughts.
The anomalies from the Burial Earth also ceased at the same moment, including the golden beam that had been shooting into the sky.
The yellow, murky ground above, the swirling clouds gradually calmed, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.