Watching the thirty-two Celestial Emperors receiving the Celestial Dao Destiny inheritance, Li Ya felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. Reflecting on the past, he suddenly felt that failure had pervaded his life.
Even though he had come this far, it seemed that no matter what he did, he would fail. The fact that he survived until today was due to that person continually saving him, and his achievements today were inseparable from that person.
Is he destined to be a failure?
A figure walked up beside him, raised a hand, patted his shoulder, and said, "To have come this far, you should be content, and this is not the end. If you wish to go further, just keep trying in the future."
Li Ya turned to look at Li Xuandao. The two stood together, not like father and son, but more like brothers. Now, Li Ya too had become weathered and desolate, with a face full of the marks left by time.
He looked at his father, his gaze complex.
