Return Of The Monarch Chapter 59: Achieved

"One. This is for my broken home." Feng Hui stood before the golden-robed man, creating a shadowy light that coated the entire figure of the broken-down half-step Immortal.

In a flash, Tian Changming experienced his guts spilling out in a h.e.l.lish nightmare over a thousand times. In the real world, the golden-robed man was slumped on the ground with a gaping, unmoving mouth.

After revisiting his heart demons for hours, Feng Hui could see the bright route leading to the mystical Immortal Dragon realm. With enough time, he would transcend above the world.

Even his control over illusions was increasing; Feng Hui's lips crept into a smile. Br.i.m.m.i.n.g with strength, he would restore his life to peace soon enough. In the illusion, Tian Changming was hung upside down like a lamb in a slaughterhouse, and he was being chopped alive for food.

"Two. This is for wrecking Meimei's school life." In the second illusion, Tian Changming was being boiled alive in a vast hotpot for what seemed like an eternity. Within the slaughterhouse, there were lots of affluent old men dining on his insides.

Closing his eyes, Feng Hui could not even feel the golden-robed man resisting the world's laws anymore. Without a doubt, Tian Changming would meet his end soon.

"Three." In the third illusion, Tian Changming was living the life of a wildebeest. Years later in the illusion, a clan of hyenas managed to catch him off-guard under the cover of the night.

Being eaten alive for hours, the wildebeest's wide-open eyes were stuck in a trance-like state; his tender flesh entered the feasting b.l.o.o.d.y mouths. Hearing the vigorous chewing sounds, his ancient mind collapsed.

For Tian Changming, these forms of tortures persisted for millenniums. In the past, he would be the one conducting such punishments, but he was now on the receiving end.

Time flowed like water.

"Hong long long ~"

"Nine. For the billions of lives lost, this illusion is the embodiment of their resentment." Nearing the end, Feng Hui flicked his sleeves, generating endless waves of darkness that went over Tian Changming's unresponsive figure.

In the ninth illusion, billions of vicious souls were condemning the single Tian Changming in a vast world without light. Each of them took turns in thinking of a fresh punishment for the golden-robed man.

Playing with the golden-robed man's life, the billions of vicious souls all had delighted smiles. Within the illusion, even the school-uniformed Feng Hui was present along with his mother and sister.

"Ten. This is for taking mother from me months ago." That same black crack with endless darkness emerged once more. This time, it was in a new spot, roaring right in front of Tian Changming.

Even without his hearing and sight, Tian Changming could feel the fearsome crack before him. Living through this torture, he did not even have a sliver of hope, "Regret…"

"I regret everything…" Tian Changming could not control his downturned lips and tears.

"I shouldn't have entered the Immortal World."

"I shouldn't have invaded the myriad worlds."

"Brother Jing… In the next life, we will meet once more. Adventuring together as sworn brothers, we will not have a master-servant relationship." Blaming himself for their unbefitting, tragic end, Tian Changming prepared for his final breath.

Utilizing the world's laws, Feng Hui watched the golden-robed man fade into the endless abyss of the black crack. Upon these fleeting words, sharp cries could be heard from within the chaotic distortion in s.p.a.ce.

"Ah!" The unknown, chaotic air caused Tian Changming's mind to enter a state of vertigo.

Tian Changming's heart screamed, his ears ringing, his entire soul trembling, while he tumbled down deeper and deeper into the terrifying darkness. Within seconds, every single fiber of his ancient being was ripped to shreds, dissipating alongside the endless void.

Reeling in his domain, Feng Hui had a complicated look.

In the end, he had achieved his revenge, but at what cost?

Closing his eyes, Feng Hui thought of everything that had occurred in the apocalypse. From the deaths of the innocent children to the collapse of civilization on Earth…

"Home will never be the same again." Admitting this, Feng Hui understood that his homeworld could never return to what it once was.

Reminiscing in his thought, Feng Hui felt a cold but warm sensation emanate across his back.

"Mother. Sister." Pushing these thoughts to the back of his mind, Feng Hui smiled. With the crisis of his mother resolved, his tension relaxed; his emotions soothed.

Seeing his smiling mother and sister, Feng Hui felt like he could ascend to the Immortal Dragon realm with the slightest push.

The shining route in front of him, Feng Hui saw an endpoint in the infinite distance. Remembering the morning where he had first reincarnated, he recalled his mother and sister seated around their tattered dinner table, waiting for him to arrive.

Once again, a trace of tremble flashed through his dark pupils. Feng Hui listened to his little sister's soft, juvenile voice.

"Bro... is everything over?" Hugging her elder brother, Feng Mei wept in his arms.

"You've done well, son." In the end, this was all that Mother Feng could choke out; her emotions were a mess.

"I…" For Feng Hui, everything felt like a dream after achieving his revenge. In his mind, he was supposed to be dead: there should not have been two inexplicable miracles.

There should not have been a loving reunion. In this world, miracles were improbable, but it had happened. When he had first met his end to an accident on Earth, his life was meant to end right then and there.

But instead… he had reincarnated into the Dragon Continent. Living a glorious existence without meaning, he had risen to the top of the Eastern World in short notice. In a flash, he had become the supreme emperor of the Long Kingdom without equal.

Dropping to the rough ground, Feng Hui lifted his arm in confusion. Examining his palm, he wondered, "How did I manage to reincarnate?"

In this vast universe with countless mysteries, the first reincarnation could have been attributed to a coincidence, but the second time was different. Feng Hui did not write it off as a mere coincidence.

Regardless, this line of thought was for the future. Without enough strength, these thoughts were meaningless. For some reason, Feng Hui had felt an intense connection with the little scarlet-robed Zhi Ruo upon their first meeting.

When Feng Hui had dropped to the ground, this caused his little sister and mother to be pulled down with him. Of course, he ensured that their landing was smooth.

"Eek!" From the sudden drop, Feng Mei was caught off-guard. Worried about her elder brother's wellbeing, she relaxed after hearing his light laugh.

"Hehe." Without the miracle of reuniting with his mother and sister, Feng Hui would never have been able to see the route to ascend to the Immortal Dragon realm. In the Dragon Continent, he was lost in sorrow; unable to ever move on from his longing. In such a state, there was no chance for him to ascend.

"Sis, mother—I still can't believe it." Feng Hui chuckled. Pinching a lump of flesh from his arm, the stinging sensation was clear. To his side, he also pulled his little sister's soft, ample cheeks.

"Very real." Exchanging a bright smile with his mother, Feng Hui held her youthful hand.

Feng Hui's home wasn't lost. Seeing his smiling mother and sister, he knew with complete confidence that he was already home. No matter where he was in the universe, he would forever be at home with his family next to him.