Current State

Yan Zaizen tapped his finger. Despite his heavenly cultivation base being depleted, he still contained his true-essence. With his true-essence, he opened a portal into chaotic space. With a step, he entered.

Returning to the place he often regarded as home, his hidden emotions surged to the surface. He clenched his fist and felt like half of his soul had been taken. In truth, Yan Zaizen didn't regret his choices, but he hated his own weakness. Would Pinaka have been taken if he could call upon the winds and the rain within the omniverse?

If he was a Heavenly God or someone that rivaled the heavens, would he be subjected to such humiliation where his soul cultivation base was taken, his heavenly cultivation base was taken, and his woman was taken!

NO!

This was what he believed, even if it may not be exactly correct, this is what he believed.